Grove of Blood

Night has fallen when you come to. Your memory remains fuzzy as you orient yourself. You see your companions as they also crawl back to consciousness. None of you wear any of your adventuring gear and this small clearing is surrounded by thornbushes and dark, menacing trees. You cannot remember how you came to be here in this state, lost in an unfamiliar forest. Your band gathers together as you wonder how you'll survive the night.