* The sun was bright as it crested through the trees and over the swamp. I watched it rise as I laid immobile on the bed. My head hurt terribly - I could remember nothing - and what I could remember were only pieces to a much larger puzzle. My panther was agitated and I could feel her under my skin. Something had happened last night. The broken wardrobe was proof of that. Where was Severina? Mamere? I pushed up and the room spun. I held my head between my hands, sucking in air to keep from vomiting. I had to get out of here. Something wasn't right. Nothing was right. My bare feet hit the wood floor and I stood, making my way on shaking legs to get clothes. I managed to pull on jeans and a flannel shirt. Slipping my feet into sneakers, I tried the bedroom door. It was unlocked. I slipped into the hall way and made my way to the double doors. They were open and a beautiful morning breeze slipped through them. I hesitated, listening. There was movement downstairs, but nothing to indicate anyone was upstairs. I wanted to see if Severina was in her room, but at the same time, I knew I needed to leave. Now. I moved through the open doors and onto the balcony. The stairs were steep and my pulse pounded in my throat. If I got through this without being sick, it was going to be miracle. I swallowed and pushed away from the door. I took one step at a time, slowly moving down them. I kept my eyes on the swamp line as I moved down the stairs, my head starting to pound harder as I did. My feet hit the grass and I breathed a sigh of relief. I walked slow, taking my time, fighting the pain that tried to keep me back. * HEY! * I didn't look to see who had spotted me, I just bolted. I ran hard, not even really sure where I was going. I flew into the woods, avoiding the water. They'd catch me there. Sticks snapped and branches swiped across my face as I ran. An exposed root tripped me, and I stumbled, falling through a spider web. Undaunted, I scrambled up and ran. I could hear shouts and the pounding of feet as men followed suit. * Ya'll bring me dat girl! * Xavier bellowed, his voice sounding close. The woods grew more dark and the air grew thick. My breath wheezed out. A saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye a second before it tackled me. We hit hard and tumbled. I managed to get away from him, half crawling to do so. I started to sink. The shadow was a man with dark skin, his hair long as his face looked up into mine. His eyes were milky white. I struggled as the mud sucked me down further. * Oh God! * I cried out, knowing I would suffocate. * Help me! * I screamed at him, my hands reaching towards him. * Now mon cher wants help from ol' Josiah? * My waist became engulfed. I tried a different tactic. * Please, I don't want to die. * I begged. I could hear people coming. * Please? Don't let me die! * The mud was thick and cold as I sank further down, each movement the culprit. God only knew what was in this mud. Panic bubbled up inside of my chest. * PLEASE! * I screamed, struggling to reach solid ground. I lost a shoe and the mud was up to my breasts. * You learn nothing from your ancestors. * The man laughed. * Many a panther has died in mud pits just like this. * Xavier came into the clearing. His eyes took in my precarious position. * How did she break dat barrier? * Josiah's dead eyes looked at Xavier. * She's stronger than I thought. And the sisters. Those damn sisters. * He growled. Xavier looked at me again. * What a mess, pussycat. * I was going to suffocate. And he was going to watch. My eyes never left his. * Trow da line. * He jerked his chin toward the man next to him. The man stepped forward and swung the rope like a lasso. The mud engulfed my neck. I felt something slap over my head painfully. My lip hurt and I could taste blood. The noose tightened. There was a tug and I gagged despite my body shifting up out of the mud. The area was silent as I was drug from the pit. My mud covered fingers tore at the rough fibers of the rope in an attempt to gain relief from it. I gasped but no words came out. * Sorry 'bout dis. Its the only way. * Xaviers eyes shown with his alligator. He was enjoying this. * Josiah...you do dat thing you do. Stronger dis time. * I heard a voice, deep and dark. It slithered against my skin like the scales of a snake. I struggled as I was pulled from the mud, choking. The darkness was like a cloud, engulfing me. I clamped my mouth shut but I felt it slip through my nostrils. It tasted like ash as it spread through me and I slipped into unconsciousness. *

* The sun was bright as it crested through the trees and over the swamp. I watched it rise as I laid immobile on the bed. My head hurt terribly - I could remember nothing - and what I could remember were only pieces to a much larger puzzle. My panther was agitated and I could feel her under my skin. Something had happened last night. The broken wardrobe was proof of that. Where was Severina? Mamere? I pushed up and the room spun. I held my head between my hands, sucking in air to keep from vomiting. I had to get out of here. Something wasn't right. Nothing was right. My bare feet hit the wood floor and I stood, making my way on shaking legs to get clothes. I managed to pull on jeans and a flannel shirt. Slipping my feet into sneakers, I tried the bedroom door. It was unlocked. I slipped into the hall way and made my way to the double doors. They were open and a beautiful morning breeze slipped through them. I hesitated, listening. There was movement downstairs, but nothing to indicate anyone was upstairs. I wanted to see if Severina was in her room, but at the same time, I knew I needed to leave. Now. I moved through the open doors and onto the balcony. The stairs were steep and my pulse pounded in my throat. If I got through this without being sick, it was going to be miracle. I swallowed and pushed away from the door. I took one step at a time, slowly moving down them. I kept my eyes on the swamp line as I moved down the stairs, my head starting to pound harder as I did. My feet hit the grass and I breathed a sigh of relief. I walked slow, taking my time, fighting the pain that tried to keep me back. * HEY! * I didn't look to see who had spotted me, I just bolted. I ran hard, not even really sure where I was going. I flew into the woods, avoiding the water. They'd catch me there. Sticks snapped and branches swiped across my face as I ran. An exposed root tripped me, and I stumbled, falling through a spider web. Undaunted, I scrambled up and ran. I could hear shouts and the pounding of feet as men followed suit. * Ya'll bring me dat girl! * Xavier bellowed, his voice sounding close. The woods grew more dark and the air grew thick. My breath wheezed out. A saw a shadow out of the corner of my eye a second before it tackled me. We hit hard and tumbled. I managed to get away from him, half crawling to do so. I started to sink. The shadow was a man with dark skin, his hair long as his face looked up into mine. His eyes were milky white. I struggled as the mud sucked me down further. * Oh God! * I cried out, knowing I would suffocate. * Help me! * I screamed at him, my hands reaching towards him. * Now mon cher wants help from ol' Josiah? * My waist became engulfed. I tried a different tactic. * Please, I don't want to die. * I begged. I could hear people coming. * Please? Don't let me die! * The mud was thick and cold as I sank further down, each movement the culprit. God only knew what was in this mud. Panic bubbled up inside of my chest. * PLEASE! * I screamed, struggling to reach solid ground. I lost a shoe and the mud was up to my breasts. * You learn nothing from your ancestors. * The man laughed. * Many a panther has died in mud pits just like this. * Xavier came into the clearing. His eyes took in my precarious position. * How did she break dat barrier? * Josiah's dead eyes looked at Xavier. * She's stronger than I thought. And the sisters. Those damn sisters. * He growled. Xavier looked at me again. * What a mess, pussycat. * I was going to suffocate. And he was going to watch. My eyes never left his. * Trow da line. * He jerked his chin toward the man next to him. The man stepped forward and swung the rope like a lasso. The mud engulfed my neck. I felt something slap over my head painfully. My lip hurt and I could taste blood. The noose tightened. There was a tug and I gagged despite my body shifting up out of the mud. The area was silent as I was drug from the pit. My mud covered fingers tore at the rough fibers of the rope in an attempt to gain relief from it. I gasped but no words came out. * Sorry 'bout dis. Its the only way. * Xaviers eyes shown with his alligator. He was enjoying this. * Josiah...you do dat thing you do. Stronger dis time. * I heard a voice, deep and dark. It slithered against my skin like the scales of a snake. I struggled as I was pulled from the mud, choking. The darkness was like a cloud, engulfing me. I clamped my mouth shut but I felt it slip through my nostrils. It tasted like ash as it spread through me and I slipped into unconsciousness. *
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