As Julia began to come round she was aware of being cold and her whole body hurting, especially her ankle which was still trying to scream in pain. She realised that she must be outside from the fact that she was sure she was lying on twigs and she could feel rain beating down onto her bruised body. She tried to open her eyes, but as she did so she was unable to see anything. After a brief period of panic she tried to move her hands to her face but found that they were tied behind her back. As the rain continued to fall, she realised that the rain hitting her exposed hands felt different to that on her face and that the reason she could not see was because her head had been covered.

Unable to see any of her captors she decided to listen for them. She could not hear anything over the rain and as such was no better informed of the situation. Certain that in her current state she was not going anywhere fast (or indeed slow), Julia felt that the only option was to lie there and hope that if they thought she was still unconscious they would leave her alone. However, she soon felt a pair of rough hands on her and she became aware that one of her captors had other plans. As she was rolled on to her back, the movement caused a new wave of pain to pass through her ankle forcing her to gasp.

"So you are awake then." Stated a voice that she was pretty sure belonged to the scarred man that she had tried knee-capping the day before. "Good. It was make this more fun."

With that he pinned her down ripped open her shirt. Julia tried to escape but his weight was too much for her. Struggling to free her wrists all she achieved was to erode the skin round her wrists with the rope. Just as she was beginning to loose all hope, her attacker backed of slightly to allow himself room to undo her trousers. As soon as he had shifted Julia's knee lashed out and caught him in the groin. He fell off her cursing. Julia then lunged with her right foot hoping to once again get his knee. Hearing a satisfying crunch and more swearing Julia hauled herself up and hopped as fast as she could away from her captor. Unable to see where she was going she decided to just head straight and hoped that she would not run into any of her captors. Despite the pain caused by hopping she kept going. Feeling branches scrape against her body she was fairly sure she was not on a path and couldn't have picked a worse route to travel. She tried thinking about all the tests she needed to run back at camp to take her mind off the pain, but it did not offer much relief.

The more she ran the more she hurt. Every time she got into a rhythm she stumbled of fell down shallow inclines causing her to begin to give up all hope. After running for what felt like hours, but she was sure was in fact just mere minutes she slipped again down a slope and her momentum caused her to crash through what felt like bushes. As she tried to lift herself up she felt some hands grip her. Terrified she tried to fight them off, but in her weakened, injured state she could offer little resistance…….