Meredith opened her eyes, blinking uncertainty at her surroundings. She felt so cold and weak for some inexplicably reason. She realized she was lying in a foetal position on a grass. Ice shivered down her spine as she tried to make sense of her surroundings.
She realized she was in a dark forest. She could hear the distant song of birds, the chirping of frogs and insects surrounding her.
She jolted in fear and lifted herself, attempting to stand up but her legs were wobbly, she lost her balance and fell down.
Groaning she got up again and took a step with difficulty. She knew she had to leave this place. Someone was coming for her.
Who? She had no idea but she knew she had to ran.
Ran before they catch her.
A wave of apprehension washed over her.
She took a step and furrowed at the pain that sliced through her legs. Her feet were bare and the white dress she was wearing was soiled with mud.
