In a Dark, Dark Wood chapter 1 It hurts. Everything hurts. The light in my eyes, the pain in my head. There's a stench of blood in my nostrils, and my hands are sticky with it. "Leonora?" The voice comes dim through a fog of pain. I try to shake my head; my lips won't form the word. "Leonora, you're safe--you're at the hospital. We're taking you to have a scan." It's a woman, speaking clearly and loudly. Her voice hurts. "Is there anyone we should be calling?" I try again to shake my head. "Don't move your head," she says. "You've had a head injury." "Nora," I whisper. "You want us to call Nora? Who's Nora?" "Me . . . my name." "All right, Nora. Just try to relax. This won't hurt." But it does. Everything hurts. What has happened? What have I done? Excerpted from In a Dark, Dark Wood by Ruth Ware All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
