Chapter 65. Flames

She headed for the door. Once it was closed behind her, Doris got up as quickly as she could manage without passing out again. The room was plain with a wooden dresser and rocking chair but not much else. Obviously no one else lived here, it had to be for the wounded or even for people that they wanted to keep here for questioning.

Doris looked through all the drawers for some sort of weapon but only found extra clothes and towels. She carefully changed out of the night gown and pulled on a thick sweater and pants before she stepped into the boots she came here with.

The room started to spin a little, she gripped the dresser and closed her eyes until everything was set right again. It would be so easy to lay down and sleep for a few more hours, it would be smart of her to do it... but the longer she stayed here, the longer she left herself vulnerable to them.

Doris gripped the door handle and threw it open. She immediately bumped into a hard chest and had large hand