Corrine stays as still and limp as she can. She can't do anything in this man's - this thing's - arms. She has to preserve her energy. It takes all she can to focus on breathing without hyperventilating. Through the shaking. And the tears she refuses to give him the benefit of seeing.
When they get to the truck, however, she makes one swift movement, dropping her foot so that it scrapes against sharp metal jutting out from the bed. It looks clumsy. Like the mistake. She almost cries out in pain but the blood trickling from the gash in her calf is reassurance. Hope. Another trace that she was here, too subtle to be detected in this darkness.
People would find her? They're bound to look for her, right?! Who are these men and what do they want? Her head is swirling with pain and questions, but the man is talking now. His words barely register but they might be important. She has to stay focused. Figure out where they're going. What he wants. And at least he seems in a talking mood...
"Why?" Her response is barely more than a shaking whisper at first, but when she opens her mouth again she is stronger, more confident. "Why do you need us? What is this about?"
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Date: 2014-06-18 07:52 pm (UTC)When they get to the truck, however, she makes one swift movement, dropping her foot so that it scrapes against sharp metal jutting out from the bed. It looks clumsy. Like the mistake. She almost cries out in pain but the blood trickling from the gash in her calf is reassurance. Hope. Another trace that she was here, too subtle to be detected in this darkness.
People would find her? They're bound to look for her, right?! Who are these men and what do they want? Her head is swirling with pain and questions, but the man is talking now. His words barely register but they might be important. She has to stay focused. Figure out where they're going. What he wants. And at least he seems in a talking mood...
"Why?" Her response is barely more than a shaking whisper at first, but when she opens her mouth again she is stronger, more confident. "Why do you need us? What is this about?"