"Hello?" Grace called out, her head snapping from side to side as she heard rustling in the bushes. "Who’s there?" She shouted out again. Her hair soaking wet, her clothes being the same. All she wanted was to see a person she knew before she had been dropped off in this treacherous place. Grace began shaking, longing for a hug off her father. Something warm, comfortable and familiar.
"You okay kid?" Athena asked "My names Athena, Athena Grace"