A loud crash startled Katelina and she looked up. Some of the cages had been knocked over.
Cages?
She blinked and wiped moisture from her face. Her hand came away with blood.
But I took a shower after the fight with Sarah.
Except it wasn't Sarah's blood. She shook through the confusion and looked down to see a half-naked young man with a dove tattooed on his chest. Ragged bites peppered his shoulders and arms, and gore was smeared on his face, heavy around his stubbly beard. Shirtless, he wore only a pair of ragged jeans and a single shoe.