~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
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