Elizabeth’s POV
My head felt like someone was hitting it with a chisel. Bit by bit, they tried to break pieces of ice from...
What the f*ck happened?
My body hurts. Was I hit by a train?
Nope, it can't be a train. We didn't have any of those close by.
My hand automatically moves to my head and presses down, putting some pressure against it, hoping to release some of the tension. The pounding had become unbearable, and my face scrunched into a painful expression.
"I hope Luna will wake up soon," I heard a voice not too far off.
"Yes, it's horrible what happened," another answered.
"Do you know if they have caught the guy?" The first voice asked
"I heard he was ripped to pieces," the second responded.
"I heard he had gotten away," the first one said.
"Ladies, shouldn't you be che
