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"Well now it been five mouths and three weeks" he said scratching his chin, while her jaw dropped like a stone in water

"How did I get here?" she had written before doctor fall had finished talking

"It seemed you crawled here, which would be quite surprising since you were bleeding out" doctor fall shrugged

"Do you know what happened to me?" She wrote on the pad

"No, but we are certainly investigating that" doctor fall looked grave

She let out a sigh and looked down at her covers, where a new concerning question entered her mind.

"Where am I?" she scribbled

"Well you're in the pack hospital" doctor fall looked sheepishly

Her mind was buzzing like a hive of bees, 'pack what does that mean, pack of what'; a low growl escaped her lips without her knowledge, she stopped it as soon as it started, terroir settled in to her mind and body

'What am I? Why am I here? Who am I? Have they found me?' she stopped and thought one the last one 'who are they? God why do I don't know anything'.

Darkness slowly consumed her vision and she was no longer in the hospital, instead she was in a dark room with no lights. Her hands were chained above her head and she was wearing light gray rages that there cut and ripped and stained in her blood, the room was cold, too cold. Where there was a door facing her, it slowly creaked open, letting light filter in. A man thrice her size walked through walked through. Panic and fear went through her cold body.

"Come now little pet" his gruff voice echoed through the room as he approached, he reached in to his pocket and pulled out a silver knife.

Low whining came from her throat, he grinned with malice and her shaking body

"Now, now I don't want to hear that noise, I want to hear you scream and beg for me to stop" her eyes widened with fear as tears rolled down her cheeks, she knew what would happen to her and he should know that she won't beg simply because she doesn't talk.

He crouched down so he was eye to eye with her, he smelt of alcohol and anger but he was smiling evilly. He put a large grubby hand over her mouth and pressed the blade of the knife against her stomach and moved it a cross her stomach, letting it cut through her clothes and skin like a warm knife through tofu, she silently cried harder and with his hand over her mouth, her scream was muffled. Her vision faded after hours of him cutting and hitting her already healing wounds causing them to open again and bleed again.

When again she opened her eyes seeing the blue ceiling, and feeling cold sweat run down her face, her throat somehow hurt, and her eyes stung. Remembering what happened she sat up quickly, too quickly she felt dizzy but it didn't stop her from getting up and out of bed wobbling slightly. She was wearing a paper blue nightgown. She burst out of the curtains that surrounded her bed, the room outside was snow white. Now she could see that no other beds occupied the room; she started towards the door knowing it was locked. The door was the same colour as the walls,

'Maybe to camouflage it?' she though, the door had no window.

As if on que doctor fall opened the door but didn't realize that she was just behind the door, he moved quickly to her empty bed where, she took her chance to escape through the closing door. The door shut and locked behind her as she let out a deep sigh and began to walk down the completely a different corridor away from the white room. She came in contact with nobody, no a soul.

The corridors where painted a dark blood red and the doors that left off in to different rooms where a dark wood colour or they were painted black honestly she couldn't tell the difference. She looked out the nearest window to find that she was on the second floor. Considering the height, she could heal from the damage in about twenty minutes depends on how bad the fall is. The window opened.