A.N. : Hello every one and welcome to my new story. I will upload rather "short" chapters. Because I have realized that I quite enjoy shorter chapter (especially when you are reading at school with you mobile under the table ;) ). I'll also try to upload at least three time a week. Right now, I am not completely sure where this whole plot will lead, therefore I am always happy to get to know you speculations or whishes.
I really love reviews, it is always motivating and encouraging.
Disclaimer: Fringe belongs to JJ Abrams, Bad Robot, and Fox, I'm just playing with the characters for a little while. I'll return them mostly unharmed. No copyright infringement is intended and no money was made from this. Any similarity to any other story not my own is coincidence.
Enjoy!
Prologue
Olivia was naked and freezing pathetically. Her body was trying to shake off the cold in vibrant bursts. Her breathing was flat and fast, in short intervals whimpering sounds escaped her mouth. She was terrified, with an intensity that her mind was not able to process. Around her it was completely dark and in this absolute blackness time stood still. Every little movement hurt, her body burned, her throat arched. Her thoughts formed the same word over and over: mum. She could not think of a day or even a single hour when she craved so much for the security of her mum, as she did now; not even the time after she died.
Rationally she knew she was in a shock, but this logical voice did not reach her mind, that was dominated by pure horror of her current situation.
A.N: You got curious? Then let me know and leave a review.