Cursed Love

Cassidy gasps for air.

Everything aches. She feels her arms stinging as she struggles to push herself up. Smoke is billowing all around her, trapping her in what feels like a vortex of carbon and cement.

She pulls herself together, coughing, and uses her shirt to cover her nose and keep herself from inhaling any more smoke.

'I'm going to die,' Cassidy thought hopelessly, her mind as muddled as her surroundings.

Her left part feels charred. It's like she's been left on the grill for too long. She brings a hand to a throbbing in her side and pulls it back to see it stained with black and red.

"Blood..." she breathed shakily.

"I'm bleeding."

Cassidy reaches for something she thinks is at her side. Her bloody hands are singed by embers. Cursing loudly, she cradles her hand to her chest, and she thinks that wasn't supposed to hurt. Then, she recalls something.

'Adrian! Aira! Sir Ray!'