It was so cold that Alex could no longer feel her fingers, let alone her toes. She glanced at them despairingly and frowned at the unflattering black color they now sported. If she did not find a way out of here soon then she was going to start losing digits. How much longer could she go on like this before her body gave out?
It felt like she had been in this forsaken place for months, but her sense of time had long since flown out the proverbial window. Since her tumble with the large wolves the wound located on her occiput had reopened further drenching her dirty red hair in her blood. She had spent the rest of the day in a haze often blacking out for what could have been hours at a time.
