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Chapter Three
Charlie
Everything fucking hurt.Charlie was pretty sure that her back hurt the most, followed by her side, followed by her right leg, but her whole body just felt like it was on fire, a burning, deep pain tearing through her.
For the first few moments after she woke up, she couldn’t even speak, only hold her mouth open and gasp in air, hoping that somehow, it would make the pain stop.
In front of her eyes, everything seemed to shake and wiggle. All the colors looked wrong, somehow — they were too gray, and things moved slowly, almost like she was underwater. Every time she blinked she felt a little dizzy.
I don’t think I’m dead, she thought.
She tried to move her arm, and a fresh pain roared through her body.
Maybe I wish I was, though.
Then, her vision filled with two faces. Charlie couldn’t judge the distance between herself and them, but they were close.
One said something, and she blinked slowly, suddenly feeling like her eyelids had weights on them. She was just so tired.
The other face spoke, but Charlie still couldn’t understand what they were saying.
She let her eyelids droop shut, relieved to go back to sleep.
What a ridiculous time to think that someone is handsome, she thought as she drifted off.
* * *
Charlie dreamedshe was a human sacrifice. Two priests, one naked and one clothed, were tearing strips of flesh off of her. She could see the priests but not the god they were feeding her to, and every time she tried to open her mouth to ask what they were doing, one of them would stroke her hair and make soothing noises.
Everything hurt, almost to the point of numbness. When they finally got all the flesh off of her back, she suddenly felt warm. Her head buzzed.
The naked priest knelt in front of her so that his face was at her eye level.
He was very, very attractive.
Probably why he’s a priest, thought dream-Charlie. The dream-priest said something, gently moving her hair out of her face, but the blood rushing through her ears was too much for her to understand him.
The clothed one was in the background, pacing back and forth.
Maybe I’m a terrible sacrifice, dream-Charlie thought.
* * *
She wokeup again when the door to the cabin opened and a third person walked in.
It’s the wolveswas her first thought, but she felt like her body was out of adrenaline. All she could do was look up and just barely flex one hand.
“She’s awake,” a naked man said. He looked a lot like the priest from her dream.
“Thanks for coming,” said the clothed one. He looked like the other priest.
The new man seemed upset, and he strode over to where she was lying, looking down at her.
“You said it was a bobcat,” he said, his voice stiff with anger.
The other two men shrugged.
“Meow?” muttered Charlie. All she’d heard was cat.
