~ Madeline ~
The first thing I felt was pain. A steady pounding beat behind my eyelids, an inescapable throbbing that pulled me slowly to awareness. There was a burning thirst that made my throat ache and my lips felt dry and chapped. My body felt sore and wobbly, I tried to moved but pain streaked from my hip up my back and I groaned with the exertion.
“Maddie?” A worried voice came to me through the fog and I tried to lick my lips, feeling the rough texture across my tongue. I tried to open my eyes but they pulled like my lashes were crusted together it took too much effort to lift a hand and rub my eyes, the gritty texture like sand against my skin.
“Is she ok? Why isn’t she talking.” The first deep worried voice spoke, an edge of distress in his voice making me want to reach for
