There! Her gaze locked upon a sack perched on a post. She didn't know what it was, but her instinct drove her forward to grab the sack as quickly as possible.
Right as her hand grasped ahold of it, her surroundings changed. She felt herself falling...and falling...and falling into darkness...until...her backside landed on a dirt path.
Shaken, Lina did her best to stand. Grabbing onto a nearby tree trunk for support, she recognized her surroundings instantly. She was on the dirt path that led into the forest. The forest hiding behind the king's castle.
What am I doing here? Lina thought. Am I supposed to follow the path?
Just as those thoughts crossed her mind, a creature jumped out from a nearby bush and dashed into the trees behind Lina. Her thoughts already jumbled, Lina had only seen a blur and could have sworn it had been a pigment of her imagination.
Her instinct was telling her to follow the creature, but before her body could follow the command, rainclouds moved in. Her world once again turned dark, the only stark difference from before was that she wasn't falling.
Silence.
And then, the skies opened, and rain pounded down. Lina quickly found herself wet and confused. What was going on?
And then, footsteps pounded. It was near...thumping and splashing...it was running. Towards what? Lina thought. Me or the forest?
And suddenly, a medium-sized, white beast appeared. By then Lina had hidden behind the tree that she had used for support, the sack going unnoticed in her hand.
The one that bit me! Lina stared questioningly at it. Rain glued the fur to the dog's skin, emphasizing its hollow bones. Ribs were prominent and its hollow cheek gave it a starved look. It sniffed the air and then the ground. It had caught a scent, her scent.
The creature stopped in its track, corners of its mouth twitching at finding a threat.
Lina's breath caught. Stepping backwards to escape it, the dog sensed her movement and just like the blur that had flashed by her from before this creature moved just as swiftly and lunged at her thigh.
Its jaw crunched down just as darkness once again enveloped her.
She was laying down, the sack within arm's reach. She was lying down on something wet.
Jerking into a sitting position, Lina stared in horror as she realized that the liquid was blood.
"Hello, love," Lina's head jerked towards the voice.
"Who's there?" Lina cried out.
"You've got something of mine there, darling." It was a foreign voice, deep and male.
Shuffling to her feet, Lina noticed the sack and bent to retrieve it. Within a few inches from reaching it, a shadow flew out and jerked it from her grasp the content flying out.
Her attention was solely focused on his face at first.