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I did what I had to do... (A Cooking Companions game.)

As I did some quick research on the MC (aka Baba Yaga), I believe we were too quick to judge her.

According to some folklore, she's depicted as evil. In others, she harbors high morality.

In Cooking Companions, I'd say she's both. Here's my interpretation of her POV when Mariah disappeared from the flood...

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I… I- I found her… I found Mariah. She was unconscious as she washed up on shore. I quickly and carefully checked her vitals. Heartbeat? None. Pulse? None. Breathing? No. I've read so many health books and have studied doctors and other medical professionals doing this lifesaving technique. However, I'm not quite sure that it'll work for her. Her skin was deathly pale and her eyes were a dull shade of cerulean. I did what I had to do… Mariah didn't deserve this. Yes, they answered incorrectly, but I felt a connection with her. So, I rolled her onto her side and I firmly pressed onto her stomach as the water began flowing out from her mouth. It seems that they've stopped, but she's not waking up. I turned her to her back, tilted her head back, and lifted her chin to check her airway. It was clogged, alright. I used my long fingers to carefully dig out whatever was clogging her throat. As I went back to press onto her stomach, the flow of water slowly decreased. She still didn't wake up. She needed air. I flipped her on her back, tilted her head back, lifted her chin back, inhaled, and exhaled as I placed my mouth over hers; filling her lungs with my air. I did this about two or three times. No changes. I used one of my cloth knives to cut her dress off so that her chest stood bare. Her small, yet supple breasts were firm, wet, and cold. As pale as her face… I placed my hands on the center of her chest and rhythmically pumped about 30 times. Each pump caused some extra water to flow from her mouth. This, along with my rescue breaths, continued on until I grew weary. I wasn't sure how long it's been, but when I noticed that the sun was barely inching from the horizon and she was still unconscious, I knew that it was too late… I closed her eyes as I thought about Anatoly… He truly cares about her, this could kill him. But, starving could kill ALL of them… A dark thought swept over my mind when I remembered that I built a slaughterhouse-like room in my basement… I did what I had to do…

#Cooking Companions #Mariah #CC MC #Is the Baba Yaga malicious or benevolent?