Rose groggily felt herself awake, she had woke up to the sound of footsteps and mumbling. Blinking open one eye, she saw that it was Dusty pacing back and forth, with one arm crossed behind his back. With his other arm, he used to hold up a book in front of him. His eyebrows were furrowed in deep concentration. She sat up in bed, rubbing the back of her neck, which felt very uncomfortable, making her realize that she slept weird.
When Rose turned to face Dusty, he was already inches from her. He crouched down slightly to her eye level, and spoke.
"Rose, how do you feel?"
Rose opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. And she found that her mouth was dry, and she was feeling thirsty.
"Rose?" Asked Dusty, his face full of concern. Rose swallowed hard before she attempted to speak again.
"Dusty? What happened?" Her voice came out in a light whisper.
"That's what I've been trying to figure out."
Was Dustys answer, he continued.
"I've seen things like that happen before, but not without reason. In my books it shows that such damage comes from poisonous potions. And how to remove those effects. "
He stood up again and started pacing slowly around.
"But your poison effect came out of nowhere. It came in a couple of colors, pink and blue, and even started showing in shapes of triangle, too."
At that, Roses blood ran cold. "What?" She mouthed.
Dusty turned back to her.
"Are you okay Rose?"
To answer his question, she put a hand to her throat. It took a moment for Dusty to understand.
"O-oh, your thirsty, uh..."
He began rumaging through a couple of chests that lay in the corner. He mumbled under his breath, but just enough for her to hear.
"Oh of course I don't got any."
He closed both chests and turn to her saying.
"Um Rose, I'm really sorry. I don't have any water or milk. Uh, so here's what I'm going to do. I'll head to the waterfall and get a couple of gallon fulls. But as for you..."
He went across the room where the table and chairs were. He crouched down under the table, and to Roses surprise, lifted up a hidden trap door.
"You best stay in here, where it's most safe."
He stood up and made his way towers her, and helped her out of bed and across the room and through the trap door. Before he closed it, he said.
"I'll be back, won't be long."
And with that, he closed the trap door. Rose heard him walking upstairs and heard the door closed. Rose turned around and sighed, this whole entire situation was confusing. She didn't understand much from this situation. Being kidnapped by some harmless Villager. And her sudden strange sickness. But there were two things she did understand: Her sickness is starting to happen more frequently, and it is spreading throughout her, getting stronger. And that Dusty knew something that she didn't, something that he was hiding from her.
It was then that Rose looked around the space within the trap door. Besides the stairs that led up to the main floor, it was pitch black in the space she stood in. And that was when she remembered her inventory. Quickly, she opened it and scanned through, she found two chests.The first one, she found wools, sticks, types of wood and planks, and dirts. The second chest, glass, bowls, empty bottles...Torches! Fast as she scannes the chest did she exit her inventory, remembering an old wives tale saying that if you spend too much time in your inventory, you camnot come back.
She held the torch in her left dominate hand. The torch lit on it's own, and Rose was met with an unexpected turn of events.
