<strong>Melody</strong><br/><br/>She felt the pain subside slowly as she felt her body grow in strength. She was starting to feel full, and not thirsty any longer. At first she thought it was an illusion, her mind playing tricks on her. She thought for sure she was on deaths door.<br/><br/>It was odd, the pain from the beatings faded, but how? How was it possible to be in such dire pain one moment, and then the next feel as if nothing had happened? was she dead already? Was this heaven? Far from it, Melody had landed in her worst nightmare.<br/><br/>As she got to her feet, she looked at the man who had called to her to stand. She was no longer injured, her clothes were somewhat decent, and she was no longer covered in sand and debris from the island. She felt just like she did before she was kidnapped.<br/><br/>Melody opened her mouth to answer his question on how she got there, but he stopped her before she could answer. She moved to where se was directed, never saying a word. She slid next to the stranger and looked away, scared, unsure of who this man was, where she was, or where he was taking her. Melody was a sweet angel that never crossed anyone, and she was not about to start now.