The flashbacks of it all unfolded behind my eyes. The fear that washed over me felt anew. The cold. I saw Brando looking at me then Brando slumped lifelessly in a heaping mound on the dirt. The flashes switched between Anastasiya and her deceased half brother. I heard Anastasiya's shrill of a scream entangled with the many heart stopping gunshots on a loop and my mind was jerked awake from the horrors it witnessed.
I could hear people shuffling around me, the cold wind brushinf at my neck and face whenever a move was made. I didn't hear anyone speak until Marco did.
"She has been out for eighteen hours, Thomas. What is wrong with her?" The roar of his voice for me to open my eyes.
I had to blink several times before my vision cleared and then I took in my surroundings. I was relieved t
