You slowly begin to stir, a dull buzz hits your ears reminiscent of insects in summer. The next thing you experience is the thick humidity and oppressive heat. Your eyes flutter open and you are next to a river. Around you is a lush thick jungle full of plant life and animals. Your head is pounding like someone just hit you with a baseball bat.

After a few moments a brief memory flashes in your head, you see yourself die after pushing a young boy out the road right before a truck hit him, instead giving yourself up so that he can live.

Your hazy recollection is shattered as you hear something in the river nearby. Raising up you see a woman, clad in what looks to be leather and animal hide clothes, and she seems to be fishing.

"Whew... This should be enough for the village" Eira thinks to herself. The wicker basket next to her, now filled with small fish and a few fresh water crabs. "I better start heading back before Mom and the twins start getting worried-" Her train of thought is cut off as she sees you kneeling on the river bank only a short distance away.

"Who are you?" She says out loud, her voice wary. "Speak, or leave me be" Eira turns to face you fully, pulling a stone knife from her belt, holding it ready but not directly threatening you with it.