I wake up with my head throbbing along with the intense pain in my leg. I clutch my head, the pain caused from the lack of food and water for the last around ten hours. I sit up, my back now against the backboard and unravel the damp material off my wound. The sight of it awful, the dry blood sticking to my skin around it added with the gaping hole that's healing extremely slowly due to the silver. I spit into my hand for about five minutes and continue to wipe that into the open hole, I then grab the other, unused part of the legging and rip that in half and tie it round my thigh. I have a sharp inhale of breath as I tighten it, the pain soaring through my leg. I hear nobody coming, so I reach into my bra and take out my phone. I quickly go onto my location, but my app isn't working, the

