#WritcoStoryPrompt2
A wet leaf fell on her shoulder making her jump in fear. Startled she shifted from her hiding place behind the bush.
She could not believe that she fell asleep there...
For a nano second she could not conceive how it came about that she should be lying there. The flimsy coast she was wearing was covered with tear-size droplets of dew which rested upon her while she was overtaken by the slumber.
A feeling of ambivalence overcame her. She was relieved that while hiding in the bush she fell asleep till morning. On the other hand she fell foolish that she allowed herself to fall asleep at such a life and death moment.
It was a small voice deep inside her which made her come out of her reverie. She decided to listen to the voice, her conscience telling her that this was no time to think of what was or what could have been. The time was to think about the dilemma right in front of her.
She could not believe that she was so careless. A dilemma... Was that the best phrase she could come up with? A rustle and a slight moaning from a bundle lying next to her feet brought her back to real life. For a moment she had lost touch with her surroundings and her circumstances.
Quickly bending down to grab the small bundle on the ground she could not believe that she was that reckless.
A wave of guilt clutched at her heart and resonated deep into her soul. She was lucky... The small voice accused her again that while she was asleep no damage was done. She could not believe how lucky she was. She felt that it was a great miracle because she knew that if something awful had occurred she could not have forgiven herself.
There was no way she could be forgiven because she would feel much worse than the people she was running from. She would be just as bad as those monsters. With the bundle lifted from the grass and safely in her hands her mind trailed of to the events which brought her where she was.

It all started with a small advert in a newspaper. It was a day she would...