***Serena***
I’m still curled on the camp bed, clutching the quilt, trying to ground myself while the familiar nausea grips me tight.
My heart thumps in my chest as the shouting seems to be getting louder...perhaps closer?
I move around to the back of one of the hay bales, hiding behind it nervously. I know logically that the only people who'd want to get in here are likely to be James and Valmir, but not much has gone well for me in the last ten days, so I don't want to leave anything to chance.
I stare anxiously at the barn door handle as someone outside starts to rattle it. The barn door suddenly slides open with a tremendous screeching sound, and I peep out above the hay bale, praying it is someone friendly. I blink heavily as the light from the bright sun shines through into the d
