Madison woke up in the middle of the night, feeling dizzy, disoriented and sore all over.
'Where am I? Why am I laying on something hard and bumpy?', she tried moving, but every part of her body which moved hurt as if being prickled by thorns. She groaned.
Moving her fingers, she felt something relatively soft and grainy between her fingers. 'Is this dirt? Am I on the ground?'
Madison told herself that she can't stay sprawled on the ground like that. Based on the breeze at the cradle of her thighs, she can tell that her mini-dress rode up and that her legs are positioned unceremoniously.
She clenched her teeth and fought against all the pain and prickling until she sat up. She fought with herself not to make any noise, because she does not want attract attention. No one should see her like that.
With horror, she realized that she is stuck between two bushes.
