I was in a world of pain, I couldn't move, breathing hurt, and I was pretty sure that I was losing more blood than I could afford to. I heard movement, but I couldn't even turn to see who was entering the basement.
"Oh my God! What did you say she did?" a woman's voice reached me.
"She attacked another woman, and we had to intervene. Be careful, she is dangerous," a male voice, not the same that had beaten me, said.
"I don't think anyone has to worry about her being a danger. Why hasn't she shifted? Don't you people heal their worst wound that way?"
"I don't think she has the strength to do that, shifting requires a lot of energy," the male said. "We need for you to make sure she doesn't die, and then to make her strong enough to shift."
"I'll do my best, but it's going to be
