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Bev tried to unravel the reality of the last few days from the images of her subconscious mind. The line between the two was still blurry.
She was still alive. She knew that.
She could feel the sun on her skin, the beat of her heart and the wince of pain from various parts of her body. She breathed slowly and deeply letting oxygen clear her foggy brain.
How many days ago had it been that she was laying in the sun, nude, whole and not afraid? She couldn’t remember. Then the hike, the gun fire, and Tara and Steve were dead.
She had found Sam and B, or they had found her. The hike through the desert and the ambush of the drug lord and his daughter. The gun fight and her last conscious recollection of being slammed with the butt of a large gun. Then hanging in the cave and falling, and
