Katrinas POV
She woke up to voices and the smell of burning wood. She also woke up to mind bending pain. She whimpered. Whoever had laid her down made sure to do it on her uninjured shoulder, but everything still hurt.
"Katrina?" A voice beside her asked. "Hey, are you awake?"
She didn't answer at first, trying to push the pain away first. "I think so." She whispered, but maybe she was in hell.
A hand touched her forehead. "You're burning up." The voice repeated.
Katrina finally managed to open her eyes and see who was talking to her. It was Will, who had a passed out Sammy laying his head on him. She gave a quick look around and couldn't immediately spot anyone missing.
"Did everyone make it out?" She whispered. She couldn't bring her voice any higher. It felt like someone had shove
