Caught in the Rain
"I walked into the room just as she was putting her t-shirt on, facing the bed with her back to me. I stepped back a little, letting out a little gasp, though not simply because I walked in on her getting changed. Yanking down the t-shirt, she froze, still not facing me. Just keeping very still as I slowly and cautiously walked over to her and gently, carefully, lifted up the back of her shirt with one hand, whilst lightly tracing with the other, one of the 2 thick, long, angry-looking scars leading from mid-back to between her spine and shoulderblades. I jumped slightly at the realisation that the skin on the scars was much cooler than ther rest of her skin and she tensed, then shuddered as I traced the highest point, letting out a shaky breath.
"Ruth?" I asked, shock and confusion evident in my voice. She turned to face me, pulling down the shirt and looking up at me with large, watery eyes.
"Dan, I need to tell you something...""
She appeared on a stormy night, exhausted and broken, running down the road. She says and does some strange things, though seems fairly normal for the most part.
But who is she? Where is she from?
And what of the two large scars on her back...?