Episode 31

Pale view of a white ceiling filled her iris when they finally came alive. She felt the fold of the soaked bed sheet under her gripping hold. Her heartbeat drummed into her ears, she was terrified they would bleed. She could still hear the thunderstorm, taste the spice of fear and feel the charge of the darkness.

She raised her hand to tuck in her hair but had no strand to attack, her curls were in a bun. She frowned at that then looked down to see her manly clothes were gone as well. She was in a blunt yellow cotton pajamas which ended above her knee.

Barely registering her new surrounding, she tried to sit up from the ache she felt at her side. She succeeded eventually after a slow struggle with her weak legs. She reached under her gown for the ache she felt, it was in between her stomach and her back and it burnt like hell. It was oily when she touched it and had a pink color around the edge. She judged by the swell it had that it wasn’t good.

Her ankle was wrapped in a tidy set o