InsaneJournal

Lexie didn't understand. None of this made any sense to her. She felt like a shell, sitting there on the patio, leaning against the theater's facade. At first she had aimed to stop at the large gallery; but, a sign had warned her off from there. It seemed someone else had already claimed that spot. What if someone had claimed this spot? What if there wasn't any place here for her to stay?

Lexie couldn't help it, she felt vulnerable. She may have managed to put on a brave face in front of the strangers she met in the woods; but, here, alone, she could feel the facade slowly starting to drain away. It was a learned skill - almost like self preservation, keeping the brave face on in front of the most terrifying things in the world. She'd seen people bleed to death, watched people in agony, even eased patients into the scariest abyss of them all - and she'd managed to do so with the apparent sureness of a doctor. Not just a doctor, a surgeon.

There was no sureness to be found here. She didn't know where she was. There was no electricity, no cell phone, and at the moment no people. But, in this terrifying moment she could let her guard down. She could be OK to be shaken to the core. She could be Lexie. Not Doctor Grey or little Grey or Lexipedia. She could just be Lexie Grey lost in the woods and alone and scared.

Pulling her knees to her chest Lexie leaned her head backward, squeezing her eyes closed for a minute. How and why would someone take her here?