She'd remain on the cold ground for several minutes longer before she'd faintly hear someone approaching. It wasn't so much the foot steps she noticed as it was the low Gollum-like giggle she heard come from the person who approached her, something that caused more of a revolting feeling inside her gut than the nauseous smell engulfing the room upon his arrival ever could.
Phoenix still couldn't see but was so put off by the persons arrival she questioned whether or not she should speak again, however before she could decide she'd be pulled to her feet.

"Hey! What are you-"
Suddenly being pushed down onto what felt like a concrete board the wind would be knocked out of her.
She felt the person touching the bottom of her feet, but what they were doing would be lost on the groggy teen until her legs were pushed apart.
"My feet...." she whispered, as it was now apparent her legs were no longer bound together.

The realization of what was coming next hit her only a second or two before the person began fiddling with her shorts, causing her to squirm in place until she was unexpectedly bashed in the head and stomach repetitively by what she guessed was a mans fist.

Being out of it for a moment was enough time for the man, who didn't seem to understand the mechanics of using a button, to rip off her jean shorts and begin to do the same to her swimsuit bottoms.

"No..." she muttered, but the fear and confusion inside her quickly morphed into a full fledged rage.
"NO NO NO NO!!!!" Phoenix yelled as she found the energy to squirm vigorously.
Trying to keep her in place the man grabbed one of her ankles and wrapped his free hand around her throat, but he wasn't strong enough to keep her down, and when her free leg's foot landed a direct blow to his temple it was lights out.

At the sound of the limp body hitting the floor she'd panic and roll off the slab she was placed on - hitting the ground hard. She knew it would be hard getting anywhere with her hands behind her back and her eyes blindfolded, so in record time Phoenix put her flexibility to good use, sat down, and worked her hands around to the front of her torso - where she'd quickly remove the fabric blinding her eyes and stand.

"What the fuck..." she whispered, taken a back by the dark blood stained cave she was in. Her shock only grew when she caught glimpse of the man on the floor. He had nails on both his hands and feet that were longer than hers, he was covered in what looked to be blood and dirt, and he made a mild anorexic look obese.

However she wouldn't stay frozen in disbeleif for long, as an unidentifiable sound from outside the opened doorway snapped her back into reality, an as her eyes darted around the room she found a hole in the wall large enough to make her way through - which she'd quickly do. Unfortunately instead of a straight shot to the outside the floor within the hole quickly gave out, causing her to fall through a chute of sorts then land in a body of water.


Gasping for air Phoenix would frantically tear at the binds around her wrist with her teeth before pulling her wrist free, just in time to bump into a floating head and bloated detached torso - a sight that caused her to scream.
Thankfully she covered her mouth more than halfway through yelling out her location, but the disgust in the pit of her stomach lingered....so as she stood in the waist-deep water she'd squint - purposely narrowing her vision to the body parts hanging and floating all around her as she walked in a random direction.



Eventually the water began to vanish, being replaced by remains - a sight straight out of her favorite gore movie. In person however the smell was so rancid it nearly caused her to faint, but pinching her nose helped keep her grounded, and she continued on until the dim light within the tunnel slowly started to get brighter.
"An exit? It has to be! I must be getting close!"

Suddenly she'd have a pep in her step and begin to walk faster, and faster.........until a whole figure could be seen laying on the ground ahead, causing her to stop dead in her tracks.
The tunnel was still too dark to make the person out clearly but she knew if she could see them they could see her. So she'd quickly look around for something, anything, to use as a weapon - finally settling for a long stick with some kind of stone roped around the top of it.

Whoever was on the ground was obviously either hurt or otherwise incapacitated for the time being, giving her the upper hand even if only for a moment, so after a quick countdown in her head she'd begin to charge towards the figure with the stick raised high up into the air.
Once only a few feet away she'd go to swat at the person until she suddenly realized it was a familiar face.

"Brik!" she called out desperately, before falling to the ground and hugging him. It was then she noticed just how bad off he was. Wrist bloodied and raw, an arm oddly twisted, an a river of vomit on the other side of his body.
"Brik.." she again whispered, before remembering her goal - going towards the light.
"Come on, I got you."

It took almost all her energy to pull her friend to his feet, an as she placed his better-off arm around her neck her knees nearly buckled. However in an extreme show of adrenalin-fueled mind-over-matter Phoenix was able to continue moving towards the light - albeit slowly.
Almost half an hour later she'd finally locate the source of the light, and just like she hoped it was an opening - causing her pace to again increase until they winded their away around a bend and towards the gab in the stone.



"Oh, lovely." she complained, noticing the steep decline underneath the outside of the way out.
"I'm sorry...." Phoenix began, as she leaned Brik against the opening, climbed up so that she was in the best position, and then wrapped her arms around his from behind - interlacing her fingers on his chest as she struggled to pull him close to her."....this is going to hurt."


Without any warning she'd fall backwards out of the opening, an after a brief moment of being airborne begin to roll harshly down the hill, until coming to rest against a large tree trunk - the impact to her side causing her grip around Brik's arms to break.


Taking the brunt of the blow against the tree left her motionless on her stomach, at best she had bruised a few ribs, at worse she had fractured them.

"Brik, your...shoulder...I have to re-"
Before she could finish her barely audible sentence she'd pass out - her outstretched arm dropping to the ground in unison with her eyelids falling shut.

Phoenix had awoken in her room after being unconscious for several hours to find herself surrounded by an eery quiet, as the commotion from the hallway was barely audible. She was told her mother had stayed by her side the entire time but figured the Nurse's were lying to her, however when a local detective came in to question her she spotted her mothers jacket and was told she had went to get her clothing.

Told not to leave the room until her test results came back, in fear of broken bones, she'd attempt to call her friends via the hospital room phone but didn't get through to a single one.
"Like they have their phones still....." she'd mutter to herself as she threw the phone across the room.
If it hadn't been for a passing nurse mentioning her friends condition she would of been left to sit and fret - something she hated doing.


Several minutes later, of all people, her mother would walk through the door - with a fresh outfit an a new pair of shoes.

"Oh baby girl! When they told me you were awake I nearly ran people over to get back up here!"
Her mother would drop the clothing items in a nearby chair before running over and hugging her daughter.
Phoenix sighed and wrapped one arm around her mother loosely, not so hardhearted to have her mothers worried emotional hug go completely un-reciprocated.


"Where's Lizzie?"
"Oh, I don't know baby girl I've just been worried about you.
Those doctors, they said you four weren't just drunk but high....since when do you do ecstasy? I thought you'd never-"
Phoenix would cut her mother off.
"Never what, turn out like you? Don't worry, I haven't."

Her mother would suddenly become rather dejected and sink into a chair across the room, an in a rare moment Phoenix would actually feel a bit sorry for what she had said.

"Look, I just smoked pot...had a few drinks. okay? I don't do ecstasy - happy?"

It wasn't much of an apology but her mother knew it was a big deal nevertheless, so she'd smile softly at her only girl for a moment before the doctor came back in with the best thing Phoenix had seen in the last few days - release papers.



Beside the gash on her leg that required several stitches she was fine, at least that's what she planned on telling everyone, and followed her mother - who wasn't completely wasted once - home.

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Even though Lizzie still didn't seem to remember them they all showed up to to her performance and where there to meet her as she was exiting.


"You" she'd say as she walked down the stairs. "You came to visit me in the hospital. That was so sweet of you!"
Lizzie addressed Brik and Ky as Phoenix looked on, twiddling the ends of her shorts as she unconsciously bounced up an down in her black platform flip-flops.

"This is...awkward." she'd think to herself, with this being the first time she actually seen Lizzie after hearing about her memory loss.