Oh goodness gracious. Why am I pain? Am I bleeding? What the heck happened to me? Can I even I open my eyes. I tried as hard as I could to open my eyes but all my energy was put into keeping myself alive. All I could do was slightly open my right eye and see slight colors and outlines of shapes. I was obviously being carried but where I don't know. The men carrying me threw me into a room in the dark. They soon left and it didn't take time to realize I was going to die in a short period of time. It didn't take long to start to think about what would've happened if I could continue my life. I probably would've dated Carter for a while. Oh Carter, I wish I could see you one more time. And Zoe, Cass, and Jill, I'll never see my best friends again. This where I die and no one will ever know. After twenty or so minutes, I felt myself falling back asleep when I heard the door open. Faint light crept through the door as I heard "Lotte. Lotte," coming from the dark figure. The person appeared to be fairly tall once the light switch was turned on. My eyes slowly got heavier as the voice got louder and footsteps got closer. "Lotte, oh my gosh. Please be alive. Please," I heard the voice say as hands were wrapped around my waist. The figure picked me up and I realized who's voice it was. "Lotte it's Carter. I'm going to save you. Please give me a sign that you are alive," he said as he ran out the door. I tried to move my hands or open my eyes but I couldn't. "Please Lotte," he said as he ran. He stopped for a moment and I realized it was now or never. There was only one thing I could thing of doing. I wiggled my eyebrow. He screamed within the same second, "She's Alive. SHE'S ALIVE!" I was then laid on a bed and from there it's a haze.
