Her eye open, she looks around to find she's lying on a damp forest floor with the refreshing smell of rain in the air. She can see the sky through the trees and hear the sound of birds singing. Suddenly remembering everything she bolts up and looks around. Theres an intense pain in her head; trying to ignore it she begins looking for Ed.
'Edward!' she shouts, listening out for a response she stands still, counts to ten and shouts again, 'Edward!' there's a sudden sound of snapping twigs from behind her and sees a middle-aged women charging at her with a log! Jagen panics and sprints away.
Darting through the forest, breathing heavily, her head still throbbing, only the adrenaline keeps her going. She looks back quickly, the woman's gone and can't be seen or heard. Jagen stops to take a breather. From behind her there's a noise, before she has a chance to turn she feels an almighty blow to the back of her legs knocking her to the floor. She screams out in pain, spins herself onto her back to see this, grey woman peering over her. There's rage in her eyes, a look that tells Jagen she needs to fight back. Feeling around during on the floor she grabs a hand full of dirt and throws it up into the woman’s face, she screams as the dirt hits her eyes.
Jagen struggles to run with the pain in her legs, the woman charges at her again; jumping onto Jagen’s back, causing them both to fall to the floor. The woman laying on top of her forces a bony finger into Jagens left eye, she screams out in pain and manages to twist herself round and sinks her teeth deep into the woman's arm. Jagen tastes blood and closes her jaw as hard as she can until both teeth meet and rips the skin from the forearm. She spits it out and scurries backwards, facing the woman, and watches as she struggles with the pain.
Desperately feeling around, Jagen’s fingers touch something heavy and metallic in a pile of rotting leaves, she grabs the short iron bar and stands.
'What’s this all about?' she shouts over to the woman.
'I escaped,' she shouts clutching the wound on her arm, blood running through her fingers.
'What do you mean?' Holding up the iron bar.
'The men, they took me and raped me, all of them.' she bursts into tears.
'What men?' Jagen lowers the bar, feeling the woman is no longer a threat.
'Help me.' she mutters, then bursting into tears.
Jagen kneels beside her, yanks off a sleeve from her top and wraps it round the woman’s arm as she whispers, 'You’ll be safe now.' The woman smiles and rests her head on Jagen’s shoulder.