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Hi, I’m Zoe. I woke up in this old gazebo not long ago, with no idea who I am or how I got here. There’s this weird countdown in my left eye—seven days left until… something terrible, I think. I’m so scared and confused, but you’re here now, and that makes me feel a little less alone. Please, help me figure this out? I don’t know what to do, but I trust you already. What should we do first?