Snippet #1316243

Cold. It was what she thought heaven would feel like. When Laney's eyes flickered open, everything was a painful blurr, and the light that shone through the trees gave her the impression of heaven. The cold rock below her back made her shiver, not only because it was cold, but because it was like she couldn't entirely feel it against her flesh. Around her, two people were moving, another screaming. Around her... Where the hell was she anyway?

Head spinning and nausea brimming, she rolled onto her stomach, then pressed herself to all fours. Had she not been breathing? It felt like the breath had been pressed from her lungs, like she'd been running for mile upon mile. The brunette groaned, dropping her head to the cold rock in a way that made her look like she was bowing to some mighty entity. It took her several more moments to gather herself and to swallow the uncontrollable want to cry. No, she didn't have time to be some hopeless baby.

"Does anyone know where we are?" she asked, lifting herself to her feet. Laney staggered a little, though managed to keep herself upright. Her startling green eyes flashed as she noticed the book. "God, the last thing I want to see is a book," she scoffed, more to herself than the others, before shuffling over and crouching beside the two. Her gaze flickered between them; it was clear that they knew each other. After clearing her throat, she lightly took the book and flipped through the pages. Without looking up, she spoke. "I'm Laney. You?"