She woke up in the middle of no where, laying down in a wheat field, not know where or who she was. The only thing that she knew was her name and that was because she had a journal next to her that said Madeline Faye Turner. At first she didn't know...
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Season 3 Episode 1: The Magnificent Seven pt: 1
~Madeline's P.O.V~
Darkness was all around me. I felt tired and weak, my muscles felt heavy and sore. I was trying to open my eyes but they also felt heavy but once I got them open, I noticed I was in an unfamiliar place. I slowly got up and looked around to see I was in a wheat field, how did I get in a wheat field? I don't remember anything. I looked to where I was lying and noticed a leather journal laying on the ground. I bent down to pick it up, my muscles screaming as I went down for it. Once I had it in my grasp, I opened it. The first thing I noticed was a name that was sketched onto the back of the cover. It read, 'Madeline Rain Berkshire', was that my name? It must be if it was next to me. I took another look around me to see if there's any houses nearby. Nothing but wheat fields. I sighed and clutched the journal to my stomach and started walking north. I don't even know where I'm going but I have a gut feeling that it is the right way.
Once I found a round I started walking left, I was about to give up and sit down but that's when I saw a giant sign that said welcome to the town. I decided to keep walking, I saw houses everywhere but the lights were all off. I don't want to disturb anyone. That was until I saw a house with the lights on and a black car sitting in its driveway but in the car was a man with shaggy hair, reading a book. He was also on the phone. I was confused at first but at this point I'm confused about everything. I walked up to the door of the car and knocked on the window/ I must've scared him because he jumped, dropping the phone. He picked the phone back up, bringing it to his ear before looking at me. He looked back at the house and I did as well to see the silhouettes of a man and two women getting undressed. He finally opened the door and got out. Man, he was tall, he towered over me.
"Hey, I need to do something Bobby but I'll call you back when I'm done," he said, hanging up the phone and putting back in his pocket. "Hi?"
I just looked at the man debating if I wanted to talk or not. He was looking at me with a concerned face. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw that my face and clothing were covered in dirt. I had long brown hair that had some blonde in it. I had brown almond size eyes and a strong jawline, I was actually very pretty but I looked a mess. I decided to actually talk to the man since I'm freezing and hungry.
"Sorry, for scaring you. I need help," I told the man, crossing my arms and shivered.
"Help with what," the man asked, eyeing me.
"I don't know," I deadpanned. "I can't remember anything. I just kind of woke up in a field with nothing but the clothes on my body and this journal."
I gestured the journal to the man with another shiver. He finally leaned into the front seat of the car and pulled out a jacket and handed it to me. I slipped it on, it was big on me but it was very warm.
