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Valentina - Haywood Infirmary - Emma, Riley O'Connor

When the older girl promised Valentina that she would not be hurt, she could not bring herself to believe her words at all, seeing only surprises waiting around the corner. That didn't change even when she unlocked the handcuff keeping her leashed to her bed after the younger girl nodded her head curtly, agreeing to the older girl's conditions. When the tight cuff finally came off, Valentina pressed herself ever tighter to her corner as much as her new freedom of movement would allow, sitting there with her legs pressed up against her chest.

All that changed ever so slightly when food and water was brought to her by the doctor. Valentina eyed it as if a hunting tigress. Had the doctor not sedated her, she would have flew at it. The doctor handed the food and water to the older girl, and the older girl held it out to Valentina. "I bet you're really hungry, huh?"

To Valentina, it sounded as if the older girl was mocking her, teasing her. The younger girl stared at it hungrily, her entire body longing for it. Her mouth hung open, but remained dry only because she was dehydrated. For a moment, however, Valentina froze, afraid that there would be consequences for taking the bowl of soup. As if a matter of life and death, she considered the older girl's offer carefully, then finally decided that she would rather take the risk of the soup possibly being laced with either poison or drugs than spend another minute hungry.

When the bowl was finally handed over to Valentina, she was almost pouring it down her throat, caring little about how hot and scalding it was, savouring every single drop even as she was devouring everything quickly. The soup was gone with a minute, and when she was done, she felt nauseous and nearly hurled it all out again, but held it all back, letting only a few drops between the gaps of her fingers clasped over her lips.

It felt like heaven to Valentina - she had even forgotten that there was anyone else in the room as she knelt on her bed, slurping up the little remaining soup miraculously left in the bowl before tipping the bottle of water given to her. It seemed that the danger she had previously felt had evaporated altogether, until she heard shouting and footsteps, and upon hearing it, the girl jumped back into her corner, holding her bottle of water closely like a doll or the world's largest diamond, her working eye leaping from wall to wall while her blind eye following suit, drilling holes into the door, sure that either bandits or biters would come through and hurt her.

And what actually came through did not make her feel any better. Men with guns, one of them holding a badly wounded woman. Valentina practically jumped, and was standing on her bed when there was shouting in the infirmary itself. Suddenly finding her paradise gone, Valentina's survival instincts were rudely awakened after only a few minute's slumber. Fighting against the sedative in her blood, Valentina got off her bed and tried to put as much distance between herself and the crowd that was beginning to form, a hand beginning to search for that seam on her jeans...

Then the doctor started shouting, and the crowd began clearing away, leaving only the doctor, the older girl to attend to the wounded woman, who meant another source of danger as Valentina knew what it meant. After locating the tiny hole in her jeans, Valentina dug into it with her fingers, fishing out a blade of sorts, small enough that it fits her hand just about, but dangerous all the same despite being home-made. This time, she made no effort to hide it as even she knew that there was no longer a need to, with the older girl and doctor proving themselves to be a source of food and water, not harm and death, at least not yet.

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