Rachel’s eyes were widened and there was panic written all over her face, but she tried her best to compose herself for fear of looking like an absolute lunatic. Before she answered the man she took a second to try and regulate her breathing. She’d been in tricky situations before, but this had definitely caught her off-guard. After all, it wasn’t every day that a person wakes up in a completely foreign place.
“I think so.” She spoke in a lowered tone of voice, looking away from the man to gather clues as to where she might be. She’d done some travel in her line of work, but from what she could gather this was no place she’d ever been before in her life. It seemed like America, though she wasn’t sure what state until she caught sight of a newspaper stand a few yards away. “Lawrence, Kansas.” She muttered to herself.
“I’m lost.” She confessed in a slightly wavering tone. Rachel often found herself trying to be brave or at least put on a facade of bravery. This time she was finding it difficult.