Kristen somehow dragged her bloodied and bruised body to Indra’s back door. It was a miracle the police didn’t pick her up on the way, what with all the blood on her clothes, but she kept to the dark back-alleys and secluded ways as she stumbled across town. She was badly shaken, and thought maybe a rib or two might be broken, but the blood was mostly from deep grazing than anything truly serious.