(Present)
The scent of rain entered her nostrils. It was dark, only a single light coming from a nearby bonfire. She could feel someone holding her down. She felt the cold rough floor against her skin… she was naked.
Her face was wet. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry," she breathed out.
Her hands were pinned down on the side of her head by what seemed to be the strong man that was... on top of her
She couldn't see the man on top of her, her gaze was hazy. It was cold and yet, his body heat was keeping her warm. Her body was weak, she didn't have an ounce of strength left. She closed her eyes, wanting to drift off to sleep.
"Don't kill her. We need her."
She snapped her eyes open and soon found out that she was in a strange room. It was dark but she could feel the presence of other people. She was lying on the mattress, her movements restricted since both her hands and legs were tied.
Help!