A hut? Why was I in a hut? Springing up off my bed had left me dizzy and light headed. I grabbed the bridge of my nose and tried to calm down. My vision became focused again and I saw several shelves of ingredients I assumed were for making medicines.

A hand touched my arm and I screamed and looked around the room for its owner. There was no one here. All there was were shelfs of ingredients a fireplace and a staff standing in place in-front of me. Wait what was holding the staff up? I looked down towards the staffs bace. I screamed and jumped off of the table at what I saw. An old woman. A shrunken, shriveled old woman making a gesture with her hands.

With my back now against a shelf I looked for the closest think I could grab for a weapon. I ended up grabbing a soup ladle and holding it with both hands, pointing it at the old woman.

"Stay away from me" I said shuffling towards the door.

I keep the ladle pointed at the old woman as if it were a sword and then dropped it and sprinted out the door. I only realized that the hut was elevated on a cliff and their was a small ladder to get in and out of the hut when I hit the ground. The ground was fairly soft which I was immensely grateful. However it also happened to be wet and muddy at the base of the ladder.

I wrenched myself out of the sticky mud and ran into the nearby forrest. I was kept running until my body stopped me. An old familiar feeling came back to me. THIRST. My body felt weak. It was even hard to breath with a throat so parched.

Standing still I had more time to listen and look at my surrounding and one sensation stood out above the rest. I could hear the sharp clang of metal being worked on a forge. I was a long ways off but if there was a forge there was a town and a town meant WATER. I started moving in the direction of the the sound. It took several minutes to move through the forest but eventually buildings started appearing through the trees. I stopped on the edge of the forrest. A few building I could identify right away There were several houses, a blacksmith, and a large gate in between two hideous statues which must be the town hall. Then I saw it, a WELL. I almost started running right towards it before I realized that it was too open and I would probably get caught. I had no idea who these people are or what they want with me so, as thirsty as I am, I couldn't go to the well.

They must be searching for me now so I have to act fast. I then spotted a building that was secluded from the rest. It was larger than the rest of the houses and was situated near the steps heading towards the town hall. Luckily it looked to have a backdoor so that I could sneak in. There had to be some water in there and maybe some food and supplies to help me escape.

I then skirted the edge of the forrest until the house was between me most of the other houses. After a quick look to see if anyone was in view I sprinted towards the house. It took very little time to make it to the backdoor of the house and when I reached it I slowed to a creep. The wooden door looked sturdy and it would take hard hit to open. I backed up and charged at the door. I burst through with no resistance and fell on the floor of the house. I looked back at the door and saw there was no damage done to the frame or the door.

"Unlocked? Who leaves their backdoor unlocked?" I whispered to myself.

I then looked around at my surroundings. The house was empty apart from a table, some chairs, a fire-pit, and a wooden bench near the front door. There were stairs leading to an upstairs loft were I couldn't see. After a moment I concluded if no one was coming down to see what the large bang of me crashing though the door was, I was alone.

I got up and searched the kitchen area. Looking through the cabinets I found several loafs of bread which I took out rolled them into a cloth. I was loosing hope when I reached the end of the cabinet and saw three buckets on the ground, two of them filled with fresh water. I fell to my knees and grabbed one of the buckets. I was too thirsty to even entertain the idea of finding a cup so I just put my lips around the bucket edge. I tilted the bucket too fast and water came gushing around my face and onto the floor but I didn't care. Half of the contents of the bucket was either down my throat or spilled on the ground when I stopped for a breath. I smiled and closed my eyes in complete bliss. Even if I could have avoided this entire endeavor in the first place I wouldn't trade this moment for anything. Finally it was leaving after all that time the thirst was now gone. Something shook me from my trance. A sound, a horrible sound that could only be one thing. It was the screeching of metal hinges as a door was opening!