56. Young Memories 2

Myst would lay in the back of a moving truck silently sobbing. From the pain of the blow that she had recently received. And feeling horribly cold from being in the back of a solid metal box. As her body was pressed against the ice cold metal of the van. Feeling the rough bumps that the vehicle made along it's way to its destination.

Closing her eyes tightly once more, she felt her already weak body becoming increasingly weaker, as time went on. To the point where it took too much energy for her to breathe. As she felt something colder than the air around her reach towards her, like ghostly hands. Feeling it slowly begin to take over her body.