36 - Laney

~Dakota’s Point of View~

“Shit,” I groan, as I see I’ve scratched my leg so badly it's bleeding.

“You need to calm down Koko. It’s been a couple hours but we may be down here all night,” a woman says, as she dumps some water onto a cloth and cleans my wound.

“I can’t help it. I feel like a damn caged animal down here,” I say. Several people nearby laugh.

“Don’t we all,” someone says.

“You really don’t remember me do you? I’m only like your second mom. I’m your dad’s sister Sandy,” she says, smiling.

I shake my head. Though I’ve met so many people since I’ve been down here it’s all a blur.

“Sorry, no. I truly thought coming back here would…” I stop mid-sentence as my stomach growls, but it isn’t hungry.

Well, maybe a bit. But that’s not why it’s pissed. I grunt as my legs go slack, and I fall forward. Sandy catches me, and someone else quickly moves a chair to support me.

“Uhhh! Shit,” I cry out.

“It’s Laney honey. She’s a fighter. The full moon is in a few hours. I’m afraid getting