[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Samantha[/color][/h1][/center]

The basket fell from Samantha's hands, landing with a dull thud on the worn dirt roads. Of all the days, after all this time, why now? She was being chased by two men; men who she presumed were there to take her back. The mere assumption of having to go back to that place was enough to make her want to vomit and yell. Biting back a blood curdling scream at the thought,the tangy taste of blood from biting too hard slowly seeped into her mouth. 

Not a sound, be swift.

She dodged and weaved amongst the crowd, trying to make it to the woods. If she could just make it to the ridgeline she would be golden. There was only a slim chance, she hoped anyways, they knew the area as intimately as she did. Spending close to half a decade here tends to familiarize someone with a place. Sam could run with the best of them. Not much of a fighter but man could she sprint. A left here, just around this building, yes just one more and I’ll b-

A sickening crunch and suddenly she crumpled to the ground. Her ears rang, the taste of blood rushing into her mouth at this point. Metallic, overwhelming. 

[b]“You stupid fuck! We were supposed to bring em’ back mostly okay! You dumb..”[/b] The trail of swearing trailed off quickly as her eyes fluttered, threatening to close. She had crumpled to the ground, tenderly and slowly reaching to touch her head. She had been hit with something..fuck. She was so close. So so close. Everything went black before she could even let out a word. 




When Sam awoke, the world felt bleary. There was so much noise and it was so bright, just too bright. Bright? Then where was she? It was never bright in..

Her eyes snapped open at the thought. Quickly she scanned her surroundings. Of course she was in a cage. However it wasn't where she really thought she was. Shuffling closer to the bars, she gingerly peered out. It was hard to glean off any information based on her immediate vicinity. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was in fact still in a cage, she would almost sigh with relief. At least she wasn’t being dragged back “home”. If this was worse though was yet to be determined. 

Sam winced as the loud booming voice spoke to her and the other unfortunate souls in these cages. The resounding static in her ears made it almost impossible to listen to what the man said. She needed to listen though, this could be life or death.

[color=f26522]“..you have one great reason to fight!”[/color] 

Reality washed over Sam like a cold blanket, lighting all of her senses in an instant. Ah. Similar. A blur of movement happened in the corner of her eye, causing her to whip around. A young man broke from his confinement with what looked like relative ease. Sam turned back just as quickly to look at her own door. A fight hm? Being stuck in this cage would be an instant game over. The feeling of claustrophobia descended upon her almost immediately. It was almost like she couldn’t breath, the tightness in her chest threatening to crush her organs. With an almost animalistic scream she kicked at her door and it swung open as well. 

Oh thank god.

Scrambling out, she took a defense route and started out further away from everyone. Her whole body was tense and waiting for anyone else to really make a move towards her. She was ready to sprint at a moment's notice.