"No, mom!" Naida's eyes ran with tears at the charred body of her mother. With a whimpering sound, she moves away and starts to run. People are chasing her, trying to get, trying to bring her back. She shakes her head as she runs, wondering if this is all a dream...
Naida lay on the cot, looking up at the cieling. Something was laying at her feet, soft and black. Naida sat up on the yellow tinged matress and bit her lip. How was she going to get out and better yet, what would she do after word and why were they here. Her mind was realing with these questions and she looked over at the other girl in the cabin...