There was complete darkness, filled with warmth. Muffled voices came from afar. A small body sat in the middle of it all. Her head rested on knees that had been brought up to her chest, with arms draped around loosely. Snow white hair fell in every direction.
A small 'clack' sounded and the warmth was gone, attacked by the bitter cold air. She lifted up her head slightly, to see what had disturbed the warm comfort. Strong hands lifted her up, and instantly something fuzzy had been wrapped around the now shivering form. Her face held nothing but confusion, dark violet eyes still trying to focus onto the surroundings.
She was now being held in the arms of a tall heavy built man, face blinded by the brightness of the lights. Two other men were in front of him, staring down at the bundle in his arms. One of them was now holding her wrist with one hand, the other hand at her throat, checking for her pulse. He was saying something to the other men, but everything was still very unfocused to her.
After several minutes, her senses began to slowly come together. "Her pulse seems normal, and all bodily functions are seemingly fine," One of them said. Another grunted. "Her body temperature is rising rapidly. It's almost become a fever." Shouts rose from them as the girl began to black out. The last thing she felt was being carried away somewhere by the heavy built man.
Finally, it's about time I posted a story here. D: is shot Well, since it's my first story, please be nice, and don't bother with flames, I like to burn things with them. :3