A guard pulled a megaphone to his lips. “Come down now, or we’ll use force!”
Reece unwillingly tried to descend, but couldn’t. She tried to move sideways, but couldn’t find the right footholds. She was cliff hanged, a climbers worst nightmare.

“I can’t!” she wailed, tears welling in her eyes. I’m going to die she thought, I’m going to die and ill never see my parents!

“She’s cliff hanged sir.” One of the guards pointed out to the warden.
“I see that!” he thought for a moment, “I really have no idea how we’ll get her down!

Sweat poured from Reece’s skin, her head spun. She just couldn’t hold on, her fingers began to slip. She began to panic, trying to muster up enough adrenaline to hold on, it was her only choice. Leaning her face against the wall for balance Reece breathed down.

“ok, im going to jump!” She closed her eyes and thrust her body as far away from the wall as she could, turning sideways as she fell. The wind howled in her ears as she fell for what seemed like hours. The ground came up, she landed on one foot, it buckled under her body and Reece cried out in pain. She hit the ground rolling on her shoulders, another shot of pain in her shoulder, then her whole body came to a standstill. The light started to dim, she saw sets of feet running towards her.

Reece woke up in her own, dim dorm room. Her iron bed creaked as she moved around, she opend her eyes. An elderly man was sitting outside her open door, reading a thick book. She meant to get up, but her arm was in a cast, when she sat up she strained her shoulder and she winced in pain. She lay back down closing her green eyes, her luscious chocolate hair draping over her pillow. She opened her eyes again with a start to see the old man standing, staring at her, eyes wide with amazement.

“umm… hi. Who are you?” she asked awkwardly.

“I’m Drew, Drew … Creatus…” He said in stammers.

“nice to meet you.” Reece tried to smile.
Drew’s old green eyes flecked with shock, “Where did you get that birthmark?”

“I was kinda born with it, you know it’s a birthmark.” She touched the C shaped birthmark on her neck.

Drew was shaking by now, he took a trembling hand and pulled down the collar of his shirt, revealing the exact same C shaped birthmark, in the same place. Dark crisscrossing lines etching over it as part of it, in the exact same pattern as Reece’s.
Reece was the one in shock now, her already large eyes growing larger. She stifled a small croak of surprise.

“You, Reece, are my granddaughter.”