2 Assaulted

I am Anna.

If I continue where I am now I will die. I must find nourishment before it's too late. I have to go out into this chaotic world.

My human form, is so weak.

I am in the body of a 19 to 23 year old. About the age I was when I died.

My thoughts are racing as I'm searching the apartment for food, and clothes.

I have no clothes of my own but the white angel gown that does not fit the human world. I have to leave it here in this place with my sword. I'm to weak to drag it along and people will see. I wrap the sword in my dress and leave it under the couch. I don't think anyone will look there from the looks of it no one has looked under this couch in years it's so gross. counting to look for stuff naked.

The apartment I've taken over more like that I have been staying in has some clothes. The man and woman that lived here was big. Nothing small enough for me, I wonder if I was this short when I was alive? I can't remember much.., I barely remember what life was like before Heaven, having to eat and sleep, and bathe. I look silly in the mirror like a child putting on her mom's clothing.

All of this the so surreal to me.

I feel like I'm trapped in the worst nightmare, that just keeps getting worse and worse .

I'm not even sure how these clothes are supposed to go on, maybe I'm wearing them wrong.

The cabinets are full of unedible things. How am I supposed to open a metal can with my hands? I'm thinking to myself as I throw cans out of the cabinets. I'm sure there is a trick I just can't remember. Did I eat this stuff when I was alive?

I set on the floor and cry to myself, out of frustration.

I don't know how anything here works.

I was never supposed to stay.

I know this is a punishment.

Did he have to keep all my memories of life? I understand not having them in heaven so we don't have regrets or temptation. I feel so lost and confused here. I don't know if it's ever going to end...

My stomach growls loudly.

I stand up and sigh. Maybe it I hurry I won't run in to any one.

I head out. I'm unsure where to go. There's not much nature. There are a couple dieing trees on the sides of the road. Lots of streets and big buildings.

"I couldn't have been assigned to a farming community." I mumble

I look for a store a store that may have food. Preferably one that's no longer occupied so that I can take what I need. Since I have no way of paying for anything. I don't know if there are any stores close by at all. I'll just keep walking this way. Sooner or later I'll find a store, or trouble.

After walking for a while I run across the store with pictures of fruit on the outside of broken windows. I'm relieved it's not occupied.

The doors are open there are no lights many isles of the store too dark to see. There are no lights that I can find.

I managed to find some fruits and vegetables I packed them into cloth sack that I found some the apartments. There are these clear containers of what appear to be water. They are pure, and easy enough to open. I grabbed a few of those as well. I start heading back towards the apartments. I need to get something into my body soon I feel my body weakening with every step I take. The skies are still a scarlet color, it is becoming darker night is coming. The time of endless screams. I must hurry back.

I walk as quickly as I can without running. I don't want to draw attention to myself.

I make it only two blocks from the store when a man blocks my path. He waste no time grabbing my arm and dragging me into the alley. I'm not sure exactly what they want from me. Although I am certain it will not be good and it will be painful. There are five men they all reek of alcohol and drugs.

They have weapons.

*side note* Luckily most places that carried firearms we raided during the Apocalypse causing a massive shorage of ammunition. Most people nowadays don't know how to make their own bullets. A shortage of people make operating the old factories impossible.*

The men are screaming vulgar things at me.

They're trying to rip off my clothes.

They cut me.

They laugh at my tears.

I do not have the strength to fight them.

I barely have the strength to stand.

I don't have the strength to call upon my angelic power.

I fall to my knees I can no longer stand.

I want this nightmare to be over. I'll die again.

I want to be back in the good graces of God, I know that's impossible.

My body hurts. He has really left me.

"GOD IM SORRY" I cry. "Forgive me Lord!." I cry out loud. It's the first time in weeks I've heard my own voice as more then a mumble...

They mock my last words. As my weakened state continues to worsen with their abuse. I lose consciousness.

...

I awake I'm tied to a bed.

My body hurts. I don't remember what happens I don't remember leaving the alley.

My body is covered but not my head, so I didn't die?... There's blood on the sheets that's covering me. Who covers a bloody body with a white sheet?

A man sits across the room. He is sharpening a set of knives, he looks deep in thought. The door to the room is locked with several locks. Not suppriseing. What does he want with me?

He appears to be around the same age as me. He has long black hair and a very sad face. He is handsome. He is very strong looking.

His eyes are dark as he's focused on sharpening the knives. The room is lit with candles, they smell nice. There's not much in the room the bad, a table, a sofa, and him.

He notices that I'm awake but he doesn't approach me. He calmly sets everything down and holds up his hands.

"Don't be afraid dear, I'm not the one that hurt you." He sounds sincere.

"why am I chained to the bed?" I ask confused. His face was not among those whom assaulted me. I've never seen his face before but something about him feels familiar. Maybe I knew him in life.

"Well you appear to have a death wish going out that late alone, I'm not fond of seeing people hurt themselves." he responded calmly not getting up.

"Why, . . . Why did you help me?" I start to cry I'm very happy I was saved but he has to want something in return.