Present Day
Kaitlin’s POV
I entered the tent and saw it was a makeshift bathroom of sorts. Clothes of every size are folded and neatly stacked in containers labeling what is inside. I look around and sigh in relief and see a bin of women’s clothes in my size. I am in rough shape, taken nearly a week ago and I am covered in dirt and fresh blood.
Sophie had cleaned me when I killed Stephen, but I still felt the grime of it lingering on my skin. In a corner of the tent there was a smaller covered area and when I pulled open the flaps a makeshift shower stood erect. I smiled, it was probably going to be cold or mild, but it was at least a shower. I saw another bin of some basic items. Single packets of shampoo, conditioner and soap. I grabbed what was needed and stripped out of my clothes.
