CHAPTER 3
STEPHANIE
I awoke face down in a cold, dark room. At least I thought it was a room. The dark surrounding me was so absolute and black, I couldn’t see anything. Not even shadows.
But I assumed I had to be in a room. The frigid air didn’t have any movement. It just covered me like a cold, wet blanket.
A literal cold, wet blanket. I found that out when a few icy drips of water hit the backs of my arms.
What the…?
I lifted my heavy, aching head and crooked an arm to pull what turned out to be a towel from my back.
Pain!
I cried out when a terrible, hot, stinging pain lit up the entirety of my back.
My Intro to Anthropology professor had been right. Humans were just a few DNA steps away from animals, and we often reverted to our primordial instincts when scared or wounded.
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