When I wake up I'm still alone. I consider getting out of bed but I really don't see how that could improve anything. So far getting up has got me kidnapped by a shadow person, a sword fight and forced to eat food. I don't see how waking up will improve anything.
"Who damaged you?" Pan entered the tent with a confidence too bold for someone of his age.
"D-damaged me?" What did he mean damaged? He was the one holding a sword to me yesterday?
"Those wounds on your legs and arms? I presume the Pirates did those?" He spoke quickly, as if asking was a formality and he already knew the answer, "I'll send some of my Lost Boys out, they'll make quick work of Hook."
"It wasn't him."
"One of his men?" I shake my head, I don't want him knowing what's going on but at the same time he terrifies me and I'd hate to think what he'd do to the Pirates.
"Who then?"
A boy with a scar entered at that point, he was tall and handsome in an odd kind of way, "Pan, we've made preparations, shall I tell them to release the boats?"
"No, our friend here is telling me it wasn't the Pirates. They had nothing to do with her being injured."
"So who did it then? If somebody is intercepting your shadow and harming the Lost then war will come, we should prepare." Scar, my new name for this unintroduced stranger, did not look at me at all, he gestured with his head slightly but I obviously didn't warrant even a glance.
Oh god, they're going to start a war, against me. Though they don't even know it's against me, they think somebody tortured me - close, not close enough.
"I'll find out directly from the shadow, he will know. We'll find out who we're up against soon."
I should tell him, starting a war is ridiculous, innocent people could get hurt.
But I just can't, not yet.