Shera coughed into her sleeve as she woke from a comatose state. What.. on earth had happened? Her body lie in a pool of blood and her clothing drenched. Had no one noticed she was missing? Sad woman, so very sad. Her blonde hair fell to her shoulders lazily as her top slumped down. The pale of her skin was shining beneath the dark curves of the tattoo in her shoulder. Her bright eyes would slowly open as a dull glaze would rest in them. It was amazing how her body was still moving. Her throat hurt like nothing she'd ever felt before.