A/N: Welcome back, m'ladies. Come hither, and join me for Bella Marie's great awakening. Or as modern times like to say:
Some shit is about to go down….
Chapter Ten:
Bella Marie awoke in a startled state, a piercing scream deafening her ears. She sat up straight, only the pain in her lower back worsened and she immediately dropped back onto a gritty, hardened cot. She tried not to panic at her unknown surroundings and her garment made of white fabric.
The birds' song outside of the small window heralded that daylight was upon her. She gathered her strength, and her wits, and carefully stood up.
"Hello?" she called out, before slamming her frail hand overtop of her mouth. The last she knew, she was about to be taken by a brute horde of men. It would be utterly imprudent to alert them of her consciousness.
Thankfully, the noise had stopped, and she ventured slowly about the interior of the cabin. There was nothing here, just a hearth where wood no longer burned. Shivering from the cold, her bare feet took careful steps throughout the home. She noticed an afghan, crossbow, and arrows lying on the ground. She thought nothing of it, for of course, this lair was abandoned.
Surely she had been saved. After no longer fearing any men where there, she breathed a sigh of relief.
No need for panic, she told herself. Just thank the Goddesses for your blessing. For whomever had rescued her, was surely an angel she was forever indebted to.
Her meager bag that her mother had left her was no more. She had no rations to eat upon, but Bella Marie was determined. She came from a humble background and had knowledge for survival skills.
First a fire, she thought logically. Gather kindling for warmth.
Now set with a purpose, Bella Marie timidly opened the door and breathed in the dew from the morning air.
It was too late to realize the walls had shook violently to forewarn her of danger.
Instead, the large beast with its horns charged Bella Marie to the ground, and prepared for its task of eating her alive.