Her vision was blurred. Lauren looked around. It was dark and they were outside. A camp fire left unattended was infront of her, a makeshift hammock hung from an old tree, a wooden crate sat next underneath the hammock. she did not know where she was or what had happened to her. She tries to get up but sudden pain struck her in her sides and limbs. lifting her shirt up, her lower torso was wrapped in stained bandages. Her left forearm and ankle had a splint. sitting back down, Lauren turns around and finds her friend's head bandaged. stained of blood on the side and her left arm wrapped in some kind of hard material. "What is this on her arm?" Lauren whispered to herself.
"It's my own material used to make a cast for your friend. Her arm was broken in 3 places and dislocated from the shoulder. You have three broken ribs and some stress on your back and a broken foot." Lauren turns around and sees a man in a black cloak sitting infront of the fire, moving the crisp wood around.