I didn't know how long or how far I had ran. However, I came across something interesting... an old abandoned cabin. The windows were dusty and cracked, vines were creeping up the walls along the rotted wood, it seemed like no one had touched this place in years. I walked up to the door and twisted the doorknob, the door opened with a rather ominous creak. I walked inside and peered within the gloomy cabin. It was a bit hard to see, since the moonlight was barely coming in through the dusty windows. However, I could make out the silhouette of a table and a few objects on top of it.
I cautiously walked inside, the floor seemed to groan in protest of the new weight it had to bear. I hoped that it wouldn't give out on me while I was searching. I walked over to the table and through the gloom, I managed to make out a matchbox lying on the table and a candlestick sitting on the corner of the table. I picked up the matches and pulled one out, it didn't feel damp, so hopefully it'll ignite. I struck it against the box and watched the flame burst to life. I leaned over to the candle and lit the wick after a little bit. I blew the match out and picked up the candle holder.
I turned around and looked at the cabin. I could make out much more detail now thanks to what little light the candle gave me. There was an old rocking chair in the corner next to a fireplace covered in dust and filled with ash. In the other corner, there were a bunch of old rusty tools, farming equipment, I think, there's a hoe, a scythe, and a watering can. I guess whoever stayed here tried their hand at gardening. On one side of the room there was an old bed that looks like it no one had slept in it for a long time, it might be a good place to rest my head for the evening... so long as it isn't infested with bugs. At the foot of the bed was a chest. I opened it only to find it full of men's clothing. Though, most of this stuff probably wouldn't fit me, too big, plus it looks like it's full of holes.
On the other side, next to the table was a cabinet. I searched through the drawers and cupboards. It was filled with plates, bowls, and cutlery, along with some more candles and another box of matches. I grabbed them and set them down on the table. Next to the cabinet there was an old fashioned wood stove, again filled with ash, but I'm pretty sure that I saw some logs outside, if I find some food, I can cook it here.
I took one last look around the cabin. Strange... there's something missing... A place to store food... and somewhere to store weapons, in a place like this, I'd be damned if anyone would stay in this god forsaken forest without some kind of protection. After a little bit of searching I found a trapdoor. I guess that's where they would prepare anything that they caught, keep their weapons, and probably used it for storage as well. I'm definitely not going down there though. With my luck there's something very horrifying down there and I'm not going to act like the dumb ass teenager in a horror flick going down into an enclosed area where there may be something dangerous lurking inside with no real means of escape after the fact.
In front of the table there was an old chair, it didn't look that comfortable, and god knows if the wood's rotted. But, as long as I don't do anything to put any extra stress on the chair's legs, then it might hold up... I slid it out from the table and sat down. I would just wait here for the others. If they didn't come by sunrise... if there is a sun here... then I would go search for them back where they were fighting. Then... if there was no one there... or worse... then I would just continue on my own. Not a big deal.
I wiped off a bit of dust from the window in front of me and looked into the gloomy forest beyond. "Why did this happen to me? I'm... nobody. I'm not special, I don't see why I would be dragged into this hell. I haven't done anything to anyone. I stick to myself..." My vision began to blur, I covered my face with my hands and began to sob softly. No one was around now. I could let it all out. "...Why...?!" My body shook with each shaky breath. "Why!?" I knew no one would answer me. No one could hear me right now. Everyone was off fighting while I was having my private pity party. Being useless and being safe while they all risked their lives.
I eventually clasped my hands together and put my forehead against it. I wasn't very religious, I hardly prayed, I never went to church, never read the Bible or any other religious text. But, it was the only thing worth trying at this point. "God, or whatever deity might take an interest in a lowly being such as myself. Please, let me just go home. Please... Please save me...!" I eventually unclasped my hands and leaned back in my chair, staring out the window, waiting.
