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“The problem was this wasn't the wilderness. She hadn't taken a wrong turn and lost the trail or been caught in an unexpected thunderstorm. She was being held; caged. Nature was indifferent. It was going to act how it was going to act, and she could adapt and adjust to work with it. Nature wouldn't change tactics to match hers or purposefully try to stop her. Nature wasn't trying to kill her. This was different. She didn't have obstacles; she had an enemy. She was at yet another disadvantage: nature she understood; she could read it, to a certain extent predict it. This? Him? Different. There were a lot of ways this was very different than anything she had ever trained for. But, as she lay on that grungy mattress with her eyes closed waiting for the spinning to stop, she realized there was one crucial similarity: the goal - survive.”

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