Chapter 19: Chapter eighteen

(Cassandra's POV)

It's dark.

Very quiet.

Well, not that quiet. I can hear birds chirping and I can oddly feel a light breeze on my body but I still can't see anything.

I think I'm dead, or maybe I'm in a coma in the middle of the woods since I can still use some of my senses.

Wait, that's not right, I remember being lifted up from the floor after I was shot and besides Matthew wouldn't leave me there, right?

Come to think of it, I don't feel like ripping my shoulders out of my body anymore.

I've heard that gunshot wounds are painful but I don't think that was a normal bullet because immediately it touched my body, I felt a searing pain on that patch of skin. So anyone can imagine how I felt when it actually pierced my flesh. It was unbearable and I am thankful that I fell unconscious.