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Ryan wobbled to his feet when he took a moment to look at himself.  He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and some faded blue jeans.  He was wearing some cheap sneakers and wondered where he got these clothes.  He worked at a clinic in the city of Harten.  He wondered where his old clothes went. 

He pulled up the right sleeve of his shirt because it was throbbing in pain.  His eyes bulged in horror as he saw small red marks all over his arm.  He looked at the marks closely and realized that they were needle marks.  He pulled his sleeve down and looked around frantically.  His heart was pounding in panic and terror as he tried to think of what was put into his body.
"What the hell is going on? What happened? Who did this to me?"

He stumbled around the forest until he found a small steam and plunged his head into it.  He felt the cold water splash over his face and sighed in relief.  He wiped off his face and the stream calmed down, revealing his face.  His black hair was matted against his head thanks to sweat and the water.  He had a small shadow of a beard on his face and tried to guess how much he could not remember.  His headache grew worse and he gave up for the moment.  He needed to figure out where he was.  Ryan stumbled through the forest more, hoping to find his way out.

Ryan walked through the dense forest for hours, groaning time to time with starvation.  He had absolutely no sense of direction, no way to get out, just completely trapped.  The man tripped over a tree root and cursed.

"How am I supposed to get out of this damned forest?" he said weakly.

Only silence answered him.  Ryan tried to stand up, but his legs failed him and his hunger was starting to affect him.  Desperate for food, he crawled over to a bush and plucked off a branch.  He gnawwed on the branched until it was gone, and used all of his strength left to get up.  He walked on, deeper into the forest.

As Ryan walked, the trees seemed to close in around him. Looking back to where he had came from, Ryan only saw the dark shadows of trees. Biting his lip, he turned around and kept walking, trying to contain his fear. Pushing through the pain in his empty stomach, he kept walking. Finally, he was shaking from hunger and couldn't bear it any longer. Ryan fell headlong on the ground, and lay in the dirt shaking. Looking up, he saw above him a small berry bush. Reaching out excitedly, he grabbed a handful of its fruit and stuffed them in his mouth. He was delighted with a sweet taste and juicy texture, but as he greedily reached for more, he suddenly felt like he was being torn apart from the inside. Coughing, he put his hand to his mouth and brought it back slathered in blood. It's a fast working poison, he thought. Coughing, he stood and ran through the trees, his fear pushing him to move. Moaning, he stumbled and fell and soon the ground was covered in blood. Cracking his eyes open, he wondered if he would live or die.

Ryan looked around, clouds of people running through the building he was in.  All of the faces were family members, and they all were running away from the store.  The last horde ran from the store, and a dark man floated out of the store, and looked at Ryan.  The man, rigid in fear, yelled, and blackness followed.  He then found himself in a field with nothing but burnt dirt, and a black mass of gas drifted towards him.  The gas almost touched Ryan, and then, he woke up, finding a squirrel on his chest, staring at him.  Ryan's stomach growled, causing the squirrel to jump on Ryan's leg.

"Dinner," Ryan mumbled, and the squirrel jumped off of him and began to run.  Ryan followed in suit.

"Come back!" he yelled.  "I want to eat you!"

Ryan ran through tree and tree, following the sound of the squirrel dashing through the forest.  The squirrel then stopped, and turned back around, running into Ryan.  The man stopped and fell over trying to catch the squirrel, and then found himself face down in a mud puddle.  The pattle of feet dwindled as the squirrel ran out of sight.  In mud and Lord knows what, Ryan tried to pick himself up, but fell down due to his weakness and exhaustion from chasing the squirrel, which he barely had energy to do in the first place.  Ryan then crawled out of the muddle puddle, and attempted to crawl his way through the forest.