She was in a natural cave, the only light coming from a central fire. The flames were bright, and she was forced to close her eyes and try and relax again before she gave herself away. Laying there in the orange glow of the fire, there came the smell of cooking meat. It was slow but once she smelt it, she
 
There was the taste of dried blood in her mouth, but she didn't dare move. Not until she was sure she was alone. One eye opened just the barest amount; the other was forced closed by the blue and purple bruising. Whoever had taken her had not been gentle about it, and the aches that were evident all through her body was further proof then she needed.couldn'tunsmellShe screamed. There was no use in being quiet anymore. There was a gurgle in response and was a gasp she turned, her head snapping to the sound so quickly she felt her head spin. In the shadow of the cave, against the back corner she could see a figure. She didn’t need better light to know what she was looking at. She had seen the misshapen thing before, had been
 
In the flickering light of the fire, she focused on her legs, or rather the remains. One lay covered in a mix of mud, slime, and blood. But the sight of the other made her gag. The skin was peeled back, hanging uselessly around the wound. Her knee was shattered and destroyed. And finally, her eyes could see what was right in front of her. Strips of flesh had been cut away; the glowing white she could see beneath the dried blood was her shin bone. Dark realization dawned on her as she breathed in that tantalizing scent of cooking meat.
 
Her clothes were stained with blood and dirt. She sighed gently and continued with the self-diagnosis. Her wrists ached but after a quick assessment, she was pleased to see the maximum damage seemed to be nothing more than heavy bruising. It would make it hard to use a weapon but not impossible. But the small victory didn’t last long.
The fire raged in the center of the room, large but well contained with flat rocks circling it. Strips of meat sat on some of the stones, cooking slowly due to the heat. Her stomach reacted again, and she froze to see if the noise had drawn attention to her. But it seemed like she was alone. She tried to move her legs’, but one refused to respond. She frowned and pulled herself up into a sitting position.
 
it. Her stomach growled, she couldn't even remember the last time she had eaten fresh meat fresh from the fire, and her body wanted it. She opened her eyes and this time, she could focus a little better on the scene.runningfrom her entire life. It advanced, and she screamed again, already knowing it was useless