Sink Your Teeth Into Forever

Sandra's POV
I was ready to go home. That stupid island full of stupid people asking me stupid questions wasgetting really old. I wanted to leave. It's not that I was being treated badly or something, not at all. In fact I was treated quite well. Imagine going on a five-star vacation alone. No one to swim with, eat with, play video games, talk to, I was bored and lonely. Not to mention these interrogations were getting more and more repetitive, like they thought that I was hiding something. I wasn't hiding anything. Still they just asked the same questions in a bunch of different ways.
On one particular day I was feeling exceptionally bored and rebellious so I decided to do a bit of exploring. I'd only seen bits and pieces of that office building, and the place was huge. I wanted to look and see what other cool stuff they might have around there. Alien bodies, a live sasquatch, a ghost trapped in a vacuum cleaner. I mean come on this was the island for studying paranormal activity I was sure to find something at least mildly terrifying, or entertaining. It crossed my mind that I could get in trouble but what could they do, kill me? I was already in Hell.
I pulled up my hood as I exited my place of residence and out onto the island. That day was not a pretty day. The wind was howling and rain poured down. In the two minute walk between my beach house and they office building I was soaked with rain and salty sea spray. When I got in the building I expected for there to be people, the lobby desk was empty, no men in suits were standing around being important. The air was still and silent. Worst security ever. I looked to my left, that was were they usually took me, so I went right. At first I was creeping, and checking corners before I went around them, as well as glancing over my shoulder from time to time. I expected to see men in suits coming at any minute to make me go back to my house. Still I saw no one. I gained more and more confidence as I walked, using only my ears to let me know that there was still no one around.
The hallways were long and grey, the carpet floor was a boring shade of greyish blueish, like that of a whale. The hallways had many doors, I peaked in from time to time but saw nothing. Most of them appeared to be more interrogation rooms. With nothing but a desk, two chairs, and a lamp. Some of the rooms contained high tech looking equipment, still pretty boring. When I stopped walking all I could here was the soft humming sound that fluorescent lights make sometimes. I wandered for a little while longer and as about to turn back when I heard something that made me freeze. A voice screaming in anger at something, something that was clearly not cooperating. Curiosity got the better of me, I crept in the direction of the voice. A few turns later I was crouched outside a door listening.
"You filthy worthless mutt, tell me where your pack is. One of your little friends was nearly killed today by one of my guys. We'll find you and wipe you out," The voice yelled. I recognized it instantly, it was Braikens. I peaked through the window on the door and was shocked at what I saw. Braikens screaming at... Ashley? Ash wasn't looking too good, he was pale and thinner than I remembered him. His hands were chained behind his back Braikens leaned forward and yanked Ashley's hair, turning his head slightly. He appeared barely conscious, his cheekbones more pronounced than I'd ever seen them. Cut lip, gash on his head, it looked like they had been torturing him. Braikens cocked back his fist, and don't even ask me how. In some sort of ninja move I was through the door and between Ash and the fist. Either Braikens didn't see me or didn't care. His fist connect with my jaw with such force that I fell back into Ash's lap. I spat out blood.
Ashley's POV
I had no idea what was happening. I'd been days without proper food, or sleep my brain wasn't on it's highest level of function. The constant beatings were not helping me much, I hadn't even known that Sandra was there until she fell into my lap. Then I was really confused. What in God's name was she doing here. She was screaming at the guy who had been screaming at me. He was trying to figure out where the rest of the pack was. I wasn't going to spill and condemn them to this horrific existence. So they had just hit me in hopes that I would give in. Sandra was yelling at the guy, and I could smell blood. I tried to listen to their conversation but I only caught the last bit.
"Well fine then. You take this filthy beast and try to save it's life. We'll find the rest anyway," The guy screamed before exiting the room in a flash. The next thing I felt was the chains on my hands being pulled away, and Sandra was trying to pull me up out of the chair.
"Come on Ash, I'm going to get you somewhere safe and take care of you," She said. I made my muscles work so soon I was standing, leaning on her heavily. It was like my very bones were protesting, I was sure a few of them had rebroken. The pain was worse than when Andy beat me up. At least that hadn't been expanded over the course of a few days of torture.
Sandra was guiding me through hallway after hallway. My legs were turning to lead, I couldn't lift them. All I looked at was the ground beneath my feet, trying not to fall. Suddenly the air got colder and my bare chest was pelted with rain and wind. Within seconds I was soaked and shivering. I heard waves crashing and palm trees whipping around. The wind was trying to blow me over. I leaned harder on Sandra, but I knew she was struggling to hold my weight. She kept on encouraging me to just keep going because we didn't have far to go. I felt like my legs were sinking into the ground. The edges of my vision were turning black and blurry. Suddenly the rain stopped, we were under a porch. I heard the creak of a door opening. We were inside, Sandra was trying to get me to the couch. I felt it under me and then everything was black.

Notes

Sorry if that was bad but I'm dead tired. So that's what happened to Ashley, let me know what you think is gonna go down in the comments. Also I have a vote, would you guys rather hear more about what's happening with Sandra and Ashley, or about Ivy and the rest of the pack. Leave a comment and let me know. see you all next week. :)