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Annie had stayed in Jake's cabin tending to the girl he and Crys had left there. She wasn't sure of why they had ran off in such a hurry, but she was sure it couldn't be good. To cause such a reaction on Crys, it must have been serious. It surely wasn't all over the girl they had left unconscious. She wasn't seriously harmed, just exhausted and dehydrated, probably. There was little to be done except to wait for her to wake up and get her to eat something.
It had been hours since Jake and Crys had left. it would be morning soon. Annie simply sat there letting her gaze ran around Jake's house. There was barely anything there, simply a wooden table, a bed... There was nothing there that indicated it was his house. It simply seemed like a place where he slept on occasion, nothing there was personally his. Not a book, or any meaningful object.

When she noticed the girl was waking up she simply watched her, giving her time to understand where she was. Only when she asked about Ali Annie finally spoke. "Oh, my, Allison? Wonder why Crys left in such a hurry." She smiled. "No, I don't know anything, but Jake and Crys have been gone for hours now, probably we'll get to find out soon." She stood up, walked towards the door, opened it, and waved to a worker that was passing by. She whispered something to him and then closed the door again, returning to her seat. "So, I suppose you haven't eaten or had a drink of water in quite some time and you probably ran from Newhaven to this camp in record time. So, what you are experiencing right now is simply because of that. Nothing too big. Someone will bring you some food soon, meanwhile, try to sit up slowly and have a drink of water." She said all that really fast, then made a small pause and added. "My name is Annie, by the way." She stated pouring water from a jar into a cup and offering it to her. "I'm sure Ali will be fine. They would want to keep her alive, hopefully they'll keep her long enough for someone to get to her." She stated, with a small smile. "Ali is not nearly as easy to kill as she looks."

Soon after that the door opened and the worker walked back in a tray of fruit and a loaf of bread, which he left on the table. "Annie, your mother is here. She wants to see you as soon as possible."
Annie looked at the man and winced. "Hum, tell her I'm with a patient and I'll meet her when I can. Alright?"
The man simply nodded before leaving. Annie sat back in her chair, she had been sitting there for hours and it was getting uncomfortable. "Crys wanted me to ask you exactly what happened. Also, I should tell you that as a healer anything you tell me is confidential." She chuckled. "People love to take advantage of that. So why shouldn't you, right?" She stated in a cheery tone. She was worried about Ali, but she was doing her best not to show it. After all, there was nothing she could really do about it.