Chapter Ten:Morgan never really lost consciousness. However, her major senses stopped delivering input to her brain. Trapped with her thoughts, only her sense of smell worked.
This was unfortunate—the longer she went without her other senses, the better she became at detecting the smells surrounding her. That closest one being herself.
The journey over the desert left a stink wafting from her body; she struggled to ignore it. The thought of the others catching a whiff of her body odor filled her with dread. She needed a bath and clean clothes badly. Thankfully, the others stood a distance away when the attack struck. From their scent, she sensed the four of them and knew they were close, just not too close.
Her mind remained active. With little sensory input, her brain picked a strange
