Edna sat in her old, but comfortable armchair, facing the front window and looking outwards onto her garden, which was lovely. Yesterday had been a good day; she was able to get up, get dressed and feed herself. Occasionally, a neighbor would stop by and help.

Today had not been so good. She currently did not know what day it was, and indeed, who or where she was. She thought a walk would be great to help organize her mind. When she got to the woods surrounding her town, she forgot entirely where she was going or where she came from.

After a brief nap she woke up and spotted an abandoned cabin further into the woods. It was getting dark.