Gradually, sensation returned to her limbs, a welcome change from the numbing aftermath of her ordeal. It was almost as if her body was awakening from a deep slumber, reacquainting itself with the ability to move and feel. Jade's gaze shifted to her energy bar, which had reset to zero before steadily climbing to a full 23 out of 23—a sight that brought both relief and confusion in equal measure.
Her contemplations were abruptly interrupted by the voice, louder and more commanding than before, its booming quality causing a painful resonance in her ears. "Food, stand up. I did you a favor; the least you can say is thank you!" The voice's demand carried an expectation of gratitude, adding a layer of complexity to Jade's predicament.
In this bewildering and hostile environment, Jade's primary concern narrowed to a singular focus: survival.
