Evangeline awoke in a small dark box. She could feel the moisture of the earth within her and around her. It took her moment to realise exactly where she was, but when she knew it didn't matter. The only thing that did matter was getting the fuck out of there and NOW.
She clawed at the wood above her. She could feel the wood digging under her fingernails and sinking deep within the flesh underneath. She didn't care. The wood finally gave way, as did the skin on her knuckles. Blood spurted onto her face and into her eyes but that still didn't faze her. She just wanted out of there. She dug her way her way through the soil until she reached the surface, she tried to pull herself out of her muddy grave, but her arms were weak and kept failing her. When she managed to get to solid ground, she pulled herself to her feet, only to find she was unsteady on them as well, not being used to having her weight upon them.
She began to brush the remaining dirt off her clothes when she realised there was a massive hole in her stomach staring back at her. She could see where every vein connected, where her missing intestines and kidneys would have been, leaving only part of her flesh and her spine remaining. Once she wondered how it could be possible to be standing upright. She watched in amazement as the gaping hole slowly began to close at the sides inward, until it were as if there were never a hole there at all. It was only then, that everything came back to her…