I could hear Scott’s voice, he sounded miles away. “Ruby, wake up.” Opening my eyes, I blinked rapidly, and my head felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer as light streamed in. “Scott?” I sat up and instantly regretted it. My head swam and my stomach contents wanted out. “Mikayla…she said I’m going to be a sacrifice…she cut him. Oh my God Scott, we have to get out of here! She cut him!” He gently rubbed his hands over my head and shushed me, soothing me, calming me. “Rubes, you fell over and took a nosedive down a hill, you’ve got some serious war wounds. I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared! When I saw them carrying you out of the bush like that. I thought…just for a minute… I thought you were dead.” “No…Scott that’s not what happened! That’s not it…” I trailed off for a second trying to gather my thoughts in the haze that filled my head.
