Author's Note: So this is up faster than normal. Haha, um so sorry if the first one was random or long or something else. I'm still not sure how long to make these things. Haha, so yep same deal. Reviews make me happy. Telling me I rock will even be better, but telling me I suck is fine as well.

I didn't die. I don't even have scars from the attack. Mia is the only one with a mark from that night. We don't know how we survived, why the dogs didn't eat us or whatever they do with their prey. I for one would much rather have died than live through the next week.

Now after the dogs left us dying in the forest I blacked out. As I started waking up I realized that the pain was receding. I thought it was just my brain shutting down. But it turns out the pain really was going away. After laying there for however long I discovered I could move my arms. It hurt, but hey I could move them, I'm not complaining.

When I opened my eyes I was nearly blinded. White hospital rooms are not the greatest idea in my opinion. After my eyes adjusted, I could see three other beds in the room with me. I noticed a nurse in a corner of the room, doing what, I have no idea. I coughed slightly, making the nurse turn towards me.

"Oh!" she gasped, rushing over to my bed. "You're awake, good, good. How are you feeling? Do you need anything?" Do they really train them to be this perky?

"No, I'm fine." I said, not speaking my thoughts out loud. "My arms hurt though."

"Of coarse they do, you had slices an inch deep all over them." The nurse said, searching through some bottles on my bedside table. I glanced at my arms, expecting to see blood. Instead I saw white bandages wrapped around them firmly. The nurse finally found what she was looking for and then went to a bag hanging on a hook. After injecting whatever was in her hand, she flipped a switch on the hanger and looked at me sympathetically.

"What was that?" I asked, not interested in being injected with random drugs.

"Pain medication. For your arms." The nurse explained. "Now rest up, I'll be back in a few minutes." I nodded and watched as she walked out of the room.

"Alex? You alive?" I heard Grace ask.

"Yeah I'm alive." I said, looking at each of the three beds, trying to find which one Grace was in. She was located to the right of me. I saw her eyes flutter open as she tried to sit up.

"Ow" She whimpered, cringing as she sat all the way up. She looked at me, trying to smile. I smiled sympathetically, knowing how she felt.

"You ok?" I asked.

"I just don't understand something." Grace said thoughtfully. "Why didn't those dogs finish us?"

"I don't know." I said, sitting up. I bit my lip to hold back a scream when my arms fell to my sides. The pain medication must not be in total effect, and if it was, I needed more.

"How'd we get here?" Grace asked. I shrugged. Grace frowned and moved her leg slightly.

"What?" I asked, noticing her face. Grace looked so concentrated as she pulled back her covers and looked at her leg.

"Oh my god." She whispered.

"What?" I asked, stretching my arms.

"There's no mark." Grace said, staring at her leg. "It still hurts, but look." She moved so her leg was facing me. "See?" I looked at her leg and saw no cut. No mark that the dog even bit her. I put my arms in front of me and peeled off the bandages. There was no mark that a dog attacked me. No inch deep slices.

"Oh my god." I whispered. "What about everyone else?" Grace shrugged and looked at the only other bed with a person in it.

"You alive?" I asked Gwen. She opened her eyes slowly, rolling onto her side. Suddenly she sat up, wincing slightly.

"I'm alive?" she asked. "Wait, how did that happen?" I laughed.

"The dogs didn't finish us." Grace explained. "Look, you have no scars from the attack."

"It hurts." Gwen complained.

"Tell me about it." Grace said. I smiled, happy that we survived the attack. Suddenly a thought struck me.

"Um nurse?" I asked as the same nurse walked in with medicine fro Gwen and Grace.

"Hmm?" she asked, handing pills to the other two.

"Where's the other girl? Mia?" I asked. The nurse's face fell.

"I'm terribly sorry, she didn't make it." She said. Gwen looked shocked for a moment, and then burst out crying.

"She was my best friend." She sobbed. Grace was crying silently on her bed, the shock keeping her silent. I was holding back tears, trying to be tough. I didn't know Mia that well, but dying like that, I couldn't stand the thought.

"How long do we have to stay here?" I asked, wanting to get Gwen home.

"I'll get the doctor," the nurse said, leaving Gwen's bed. A few minutes later she returned with a young man in a white coat.

"Hello girls." He said, taking out a clipboard. "I'm terribly sorry for your loss." I nodded, understanding that it wasn't said meaningfully, but said to comfort us.

"When can we go home?" Grace asked.

"Ah yes." The doctor said, walking over to Gwen. "Well you all had nasty cuts, so maybe a day or-"

"What?" I asked. The doctor had frozen, his mouth hanging open. "What?" I repeated.

"Your marks, they're gone," he said. He had taken the bandages off of Gwen's arm, revealing some blood, but no mark.

"So we heal fast. So what?" Grace asked.

"Well, I've never, hmm..." The doctor mumbled, taking off the bandage and heading over to me. He took of my bandages on my arms. I tried not to whimper as my arms fell to my sides. They hurt less, but the muscles felt cramped.

"This is so odd…" the doctor said as he walked over to Grace. She had already taken her bandages off, so the doctor just checked her leg and left the room.

"Excuse Me," the nurse said, following him out.

"Well that's kinda cool." I said. "We stumped a doctor." Grace tried to smile while Gwen wailed.

"Alright girls." The nurse said, coming back into the room. "Would you three please initial these papers?" She handed us all some papers and pens. "Just sign on the dotted line." Gwen could barely hold her hand steady as she signed. Grace sighed and signed her paper. I picked mine up and started reading.

"What are you doing?" the nurse asked, rushing over to me bed.

"Reading." I said. "I'm not signing without knowing what it is. The nurse sighed as I read. "You want to test us? I asked when I was done.

"Well you've healed so fast, we want to make sure there's no effects." The nurse said. I looked at Grace as she picked up her paper to read. The nurse noticed this and took Gwen's and Grace's paper. "Thank you for signing, are you going to?" I nodded, figuring I would have to eventually. The nurse smiled and took my paper.

"Can we see Mia?" Gwen asked, finally calming down. The nurse sighed and looked at us.

"Would that be best?" she asked, we all nodded. "Very well."

We followed the nurse down hallway after hallway until we reached a metal door. Inside, the nurse walked towards a wall and pulled out a drawer. Except when she pulled, it came out more than a couple inches. Gwen had to look away because there, in the drawer, was Mia.

"She looks peaceful." Grace said awkwardly. The nurse nodded.

"I think we should go." I said, looking at Gwen. Gwen nodded and went up to Mia to say goodbye.

"If you'll just stay here tonight." The nurse said when we reached our room. I nodded and walked to my bed. Grace helped Gwen walk to her bed, tucking the blankets in around her.

"We'll start the tests tomorrow if you don't mind." The nurse said. Grace looked at her dully.

"Sooner in, sooner out…" the nurse continued. I rolled my eyes and nodded. "Well goodnight girls." The nurse left, closing the door behind her. I laid down, preparing to go to sleep when I heard something very odd, a soft clicking sound that I instantly recognized as a magnified locking sound. I looked at the door and saw that it locked from the outside.

"They locked us in." Grace said.

"You heard it too?' I asked. Grace nodded. "How could we possibly hear that?"

"Maybe they have loud locks…" Grace sighed, rolling on to her side to face me.

"But loud locks don't tell me the mechanics on how to pick the lock." I mumbled. Grace sat up and stared at me. I sat up in response, wondering what gave her that look.

"Did you just say you know how to pick that lock now?" Grace asked. I nodded. "How could you possibly know that?"

"I don't know, but if you gave me a hanger and a needle I could do it." I shrugged.

"I don't want to be tested." Gwen muttered from her bed. Grace and I both turned to look at her. "I don't want to be tested." She repeated.

"Don't worry Gwen, we'll get out before tomorrow." Grace told her. Gwen sobbed and sat up.

"How?" she asked.

"Alex here can pick the lock for us." Grace explained, standing up. Gwen looked at me with admiring eyes. I looked away, uncomfortable with being looked at that way.

"Here." Grace said, placing a hanger and a needle on my bed.

"Woah, how did you do that?" I asked.

"Do what?"

"Move so quietly? I didn't even see you move."

Grace looked at me like I was a moron. "Alex, I walked to the closet, then I walked to your bedside table, and now I'm here." She said slowly.

"Grace I understand what you're saying, I'm not an idiot." I snapped. Grace looked taken aback.

"Jeez, sorry." She mumbled.

"Sorry." I sighed. "I guess I'm just tired." Grace rolled her eyes and nudged the hanger towards me.

I sighed and picked it up along with the needle. "We need a plan." I said. "After I pick the lock, then what?"

"Then we leave." Grace said. "I don't want to stay to get probed and lasered." I nodded.

"They're not just going to let us walk out." Gwen pointed out. I looked up, forgetting she was there.

"We could steal some white coats and walk out like doctors." She continued thoughtfully. "I mean, in case you haven't noticed we're in nightgowns." I looked down and noticed that we were, in fact, in nightgowns.

"Good idea." Grace smiled. "Ok Alex, go for it." I nodded and walked towards the door, wanting nothing more than to go home.