Rosetta was just starting to stir. She had been on leave on Saturday night, and had decided to leave the base for once. She had been in a relatively crowded part of town, at an outdoor mall since the weather was nice, when she stopped to eat at a small diner. And now she was waking up here, the rest a blank. Her head pounded like a bad hangover, it took her a moment to realize she was restrained. She didn't open her eyes immediately, keeping her breathing slow and steady like she was still asleep. She was thinking, or trying to anyway. She knew the smell of blood anywhere, and there was something else, was it rot or death?