Door is captured by the Moors of Moorgate

[iopenthings]

Life has dissolved into a series of moments.
You're lost, little girl
An arrow buries itself in her thigh. Screaming, she Opens the flesh around it and pulls it out, tears off a strip of skirt, binds the wound tightly, and keeps going. She has no other choice.
Tell me who
She catnaps: five minutes here, a half hour there, and then she is up and moving again, always moving, always away from the House. She has no hope of losing her trackers, and she will not lead them home.
Are you?
The chain burns into her neck, and though she runs as fast as she can, it only gets hotter - and then, suddenly, in a second, it is perfectly cool. Door gets two hours of sleep before it warms again.
I think that you know what to do
There is screaming. Door doesn't know if she is screaming, or if it's someone else.
Impossible? Yes, but it's true
For a split second, she sees Tom ahead of her. For the next hour, she is blinded by tears, though she keeps running.
I think that you know what to do, yeah
There is blood on her hands - she is holding a heart, still warm. She does not know where it came from.
I'm sure that you know what to do
Arms wrap around her waist - cloth over her mouth and nose - sickly sweet smell.
No. No. No. No. No....
You're lost...