<strong>Evie - running out of breath</strong><br/><br/>Evie groaned as he spoke, "if I take shorter breathes thre wont be anything left" she complained, her face pale as her breathing turned shallow.<br/><br/>"And that really hurts just where you are holding me" she said, wriggling in his grip.  "I bloody well hope I wont be sleeping in no damn cage tonight" she told him, clinging to him as they went down the stairs, every step jolted and she winced.<br/><br/>"Damn, where we going?  Hell itself?" she enquired, "cos it bloody well feels like it" she protested, trying to hide the fact she really wasnt doing very well...typical Evie, covering the truth with her mouthy comments.<br/>