The guard turned around and saw her huddled in the doorway, disheveled and terrified. She clutched the cold door handle tightly, but her eyes were fixed on the television screen, bloodshot and wide.,The ache in her lower body was a reminder that this wasn't a dream. She looked down at her body, the youthful form was soft and delicate, as if untouched by the past ten years of hardship and wind and frost. Her bare shoulders and collarbone were covered in ambiguous kiss marks...,She quickly pulled the covers off and got out of bed, gritting her teeth against the pain in her legs as she hurried into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror.。