|| Aurora/Phoebe ||

After much gr-unting and struggling, I successfully crawled to the door, I turn to check if someone’s coming but thankfully no one is.

I managed to sit up with so much struggle. I g@sp quietly when I saw trail of my blood on the ground, the wound on my leg is still fresh, hence the blood.

I gotta leave before they come back. I turn and hold the door to support myself, I stand up but fell back down and land on my face. My legs are weak and I’m feeling pains all over, I wanted to cry, but this is not the time to cry.

Quic-kly,...