Chapter128

Brigit's Point of View How can you tell if you're dead? This is the question I contemplated while waiting for Carrie to return. Why? Well because I thought for sure I was dead. I already escaped. Yes. But having a nightmare every single night wouldn’t assured me that Lucas won’t have another slave that I’m sure he’ll torture like what he did to me, to Jenna and Carrie. I figured out that this nightmare would only stop once Lucas is dead. Well, at least Carrie and I are still trying. I groaned. I didn't know how much time had passed. I couldn't remember how to breathe. I kept fading in and out of consciousness. I had attempted to get up and keep a look out, but the steel rod protruding from my arm kept me from moving very much. Anytime the metal moved, not only did it send waves of agony through my arm, but blood would start flowing freely from the wound once again. I was almost certain it hit some sort of major artery, as I knew I lost a lot of blood. The stains on Lucas’ carpet kept r