All noises around her is blocked out. Thereís but a silent dripping that once every few seconds slaps and echoes a mild wet sound. The slow wave of the impact spreads all over the thick warmness that surrounds her wholly. She ascends from the blood abruptly and gasps for breath. Itís all over her body. Her skin is completely carmine. It smells like iron. Risen like the dead from a grave, her eyes are wide open and her lungs try to take in as much as air itís possible. Sheís too hot that the cold melts as it touches her bloody cover. In spite of that sheís shaking lightly. She looks around like she has no memory of how she got there. Cinderella's been sitting there, cuddling her knees, waiting for her to wake up. Just as Rose told her, she hasnít even blinked and watched her as she was asleep in the blood until now. Snow notices more bodies of young girls that are left over the edge of the tub. It creeps her to think that she was laying in their blood, and it increases the tension over her lungs. Cinderella brings her the scrappy cloth that sheís been nursing. Snow recognizes her and remembers how much she hates her. Cinderella puts the cloth around her and wants to dry her out.
"Get away from me!" Snow says and roughly pushes her back to the floor.
She doesnít get a bit offended by that and just watches as Snow stumbles out of the tub in a clumsy way. She causes the lifeless girl to fall on the floor. She looks back and the cut on her throat is the first thing she sees. It still feels like sheís cutting it. Her viscous hair fall off from her shoulders. She holds for a moment on the floor to pull herself together, and then she gets up and rumbles into everything thatís ahead of her. All just a struggle to stand on her feet. She tumbles onto the table in front of the dirt-stained mirror. She eventually takes enough breath to calm down. She lifts her eyesight and catches her bloody reflection in the looking glass, but with a serious difference. The scar of the cut over her face is no more. She brings her face closer and even touches where it used to be. Itís completely disappeared. Sheís suddenly so surprised that forgets everything harsh about it.
"Whereís Rose?" She asks Cinderella.
"Outside." She gently replies.
Snow bolts out of the barracks, looking for Rose, and forgets thatís sheís all naked. The rain is over and the air is moistened. She gets out to find a huge dampness. They are in the middle of the woods, somewhere on a subway road. And thereís no sign of Rose. When a sound in the distance comes, she holds that cloth to her bloody body and wonders if itís Rose thatís coming. She carelessly runs up to meet her but instead of Rose she encounters three men as they travel on their steeds. They just get distracted by the fact that sheís wearing nothing. Her strangely beautiful form works like a magnet and draws them closer and closer. They begin to whisper between themselves. Itís too late for Snow to realize what kind of trouble she has dropped in.
"What are you doing out here, little bird?" One of them gets down from his horse and voraciously draws nearer. "Is that color all over you? It looks, beautiful."
"Oh hell, Robert. Get away from her. She might be a witch." His friend calls from the back. "She could cast a spell on you."
While the other two are afraid to approach, the other one eagerly wants to catch her. Snow holds that worthless cloth to her chastity and gets away as he comes closer.
"Oh yes, she might cast a spell on me, a spell of great pleasure!" He says and smirks.
"Please gentlemen. You will not hurt a lonely girl, will you?" Snow's voice vibrates.
"Of course not, young lady. We worship ladies like you." He says and laughs out loudly.
His way of laughing scares Snow a lot. Alone, in the middle of the woods, with nobody around but these three horny men, she canít remember any shelter to seek. He barks at her like a dog. Snow is frightened out of her wits. She more and more scratches her own skin and blindly stumbles back and falls. The man keeps having fun with scaring her. His friends come down to join him too. But suddenly Cinderella breaks out of the window like a bolt out of the blue and surprises everyone. She stabs the man. He yowls and collapses with her to the ground. Cinderella takes him under her merciless and speedy hits in front of Snow's stunned eyes. The friends of the man hurry to the rescue. Cinderella hurls the knife at one of them and kills him instantly. The other one roars towards her. She fails to defend herself. He smashes her onto the ground and sits on top of her, squeezing her throat. She struggles to reach anything and hit hard into his face. Nothing reaches in her hand, so she thrusts her thumbs inside his eyes and pushes hard until he releases her. He screams out in agony. Cinderella takes advantage to shift the situation and sit on top. She catches a big stone nearby and lifts it downwards and hard into his face. The first hit echoes with a sound of breaking. His scream lowers to a silent groaning. She hits him again. His skull gets crushed. He shuts up. She rapidly hits him and destroys his face and wonít stop until it sounds like hitting the ground. Snow is fallen in a lot of shock. She witnessed some very crazy, savage scene. Cinderella drops the stone and rubs the blood drops from her face with her sleeves. In a sudden snow decides to act out of the confusion and stress.
She gets up and grabs Cinderellaís hand quickly. "Get up." She drags her up to the carriage of the barracks.
Snow sends her up on the seat irons and removes the barriers from the wheels herself. Then she gets on the seats beside Cinderella, grabs the reins and lashes at the horses to get going. She lashes at them several times. She only wants to get out of there and canít think of anything else at the moment.