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In The Zone ch.2

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She had been wondering in the dark for hours, now and was almost positive she was going in circles. She was about to give up and find a place to sleep when she saw a flicker out of the corner of her eye. Praying it wasn't a withdrawal symptom, she began to walk toward the light. The closer she got, the larger it got, and she vaguely wondered if she had died somewhere back in zone 1. After a few moment, she began to panic. 'What if I HAD died!' she thought, 'What if I'm just heading towards the pearly gates, where god will condemn me to hell for being disobedient! What will happen to my family My friends My-' she broke out into a sprint toward the light. She had to know, she had to see for herself.
When she had finally ran out of breath, and the exhaustion of a whole days walking and running began to get to her, she collapsed, head hitting the ground hard, and making her dizzy. "damn," she mumbled against the dirt and dust, tears that she had no strength to hold in anymore poured over her nose and cheeks, making mud on her face. "I was so close… too…" She chuckled bitterly as her eyes began to dim, and mind began to fade. She thought she saw a pair of black and blue roller-skates, and a pair of hands before completely loosing consciousness, and wished she had enough energy to fight them.
She wasn't sure when she woke up, but it was light out, and she was in a bed. Well, more like a pull out couch, slash, booth, slash table, slash bed, but it had a pillow and some blankets and that was good enough for her. She sat up, maybe alittle to fast, since it made her head swim, and scanned the room. It was messy and dirty, things strewn about, mostly what looked to be wires and cables, some wrappers and cans, and a lot of dirt from outside. There was a single window in the room, opposite to the bed, and outside she saw the dessert winds picking up. 'Sandstorm, great.' she thought, while forcing herself out of the sheets, and stumbling around the room. Someone had put her shoes next to the bed, and the decency not to undress her.
After inspecting the room for a few moments, taking her time to shove on her shoes and stretch, she noticed a door out of the corner of her eyes, and made her way towards it. She cautiously grasped the door handle, and became aware that her mouth was dry and her stomach was nearly painfully empty. She turned the door knob as quietly as she could, and peeked out into the next room. For a moment, it looked just like the room she was in. Messy, disorganized, and, in her opinion, just plain unsanitary. But as she scanned it, she noticed something, or rather  some one. A man was sitting at one of the cluttered desks, speaking into a microphone.
He seemed to be talking to someone, or maybe recording something, and she was just able to catch his deep voice finish speaking. When he turned off the microphone, or maybe it was some sort of transmitter, he sat back, seemingly deep in thought. She shifted, pushing the door slightly farther, but that was apparently all he needed to know she was there. "You hit your head pretty hard, baby, you have a nasty bump." he said smoothly, "probably bruised, too. Come out here so I can take a look." she cautiously stepped out of what she assumed was the bedroom, and walked toward him, catching a glimpse of herself in a piece of shattered glass on the wall. Yep, there was a bruise, and a fairly bad on at that. "must have… landed on a rock…" she muttered, stealing nervous glances at the man in front of her. He tossed her something in a bag, and when it touched her hands, she nearly dropped it. She gingerly pressed the ice against her forehead, and looked around.
:D yeay chapter two. this may be my first successful multi-chaptered story, EVAR.

If i got anything wrong, or anything seems odd, please tell me!
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