As Sasha approached the village, she noticed a young man walking while carrying a notebook and seemingly writing as he walked. Intrigued, she began to make her way towards him. Sasha was curious how he managed to write while walking, she felt that she was too clumsy to attempt such a thing. Then again, a notebook would be much easier to write on than typing on her computer while walking.<br/><br/>She opened her mouth to shout to him and raised her arm, when she stopped herself. Sasha wanted to say something along the lines of a greeting and introducing herself, but shyness stole her voice. She did an awkward little wave, assumed he didn't see it, and adjusted the laptop in her other hand.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Sasha heard shouting. She saw two people dressed normally, well mostly normal. One was brandishing a sword and appeared to drive it through a man's chest.<span style="font-style: italic">This has to all be just some crazy dream.</span>Sasha thought. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to will the scene to disappear. Upon reopening her eyes however, the woman was surrounded by men.<br/><br/>Sasha sprinted towards her, now holding her laptop with both hands and being careful not to drop it. She wasn't sure how she could help, but she thought to at least try. As she got closer, Sasha gently placed her laptop on the ground, and looked around for a weapon, any kind of weapon. She found a few palm-sized jagged rocks and started flinging them at the men. The first one bounced harmlessly off the ground too far to the left. The second one crashed into a knee cap.<br/><br/>Realizing if they came running towards her, a rock wouldn't do well as a melee weapon, Sasha grabbed a heavy fallen limb that was as long as she was tall. She held it up as threateningly as she could muster, holding it with two hands poised over her shoulder like a baseball bat.