Elise||
Elise glanced up at the man as he spoke, not registering what he had even said until she was already up in a tree tied up. The blood loss from her face had made her dizzy. It was starting to clot, but still had a little drip. Elise wandered how pale her face would be now that it lacked blood. She tried to move her tied up arms to her face, feeling the rough surface of a thick scar trying to clot. She gulped, wandering just how permanent it would be, but thankful the man hadn't gone for her eyes. Elise then moved her tied hands back to her lap, seeing blood stains on her sleeves and jeans. She was glad she took her jacket off as she was tying Carl up, she didn't want it ruined. But at the same time, she was beginning tto shiver from the darkness and cold and wished she had it. Elise wanted to yell for helps but knew she was too weak for her voice to carry farther than the tree. And besides, the man may be listening and have another cause for harm, in addition, she had a gag in her mouth. Not much more than a few grunts and muffled syllables would get by it. Sighing, Elise tried to grip her stomach, which ached immensly, her face did as well but hunger and pain tore at her stomach equally. Her knees and shins were sore as well from being kicked to the ground with much force, and her wrists sore and red from the friction of the belt.




























