Trapped

She woke up from a deep sleep, her eyes peering around familiar surroundings. A tint of sunlight poked through the vibrantly healthy green vegetation dangling from the trees above. Her eyes squinted to adjust to the sunlight, the golden gaze from above reflected off of her pupils, causing her to close for a few seconds before rolling over onto all fours.

She let out a crushing scream as she did so, and rolled onto her back, looking down to see her left leg torn apart by a bear trap. The meat of her leg was hanging from the steel contraption, exposing some bone beneath the teeth of it. As she reached down to attempt to pull the trap off of her, she noticed a two foot branch laying a few grasps in front of her.

She crawled her way towards it, the trap grating against the ground beneath her, at the same time she felt the teeth crunching down further. After a strenuous fight to reach her only hope, she tried to pump the stick through the slight openings that pressed down against her leg, but to no avail. She laid down on her back, smashing the back of her fists against the damp patch of dirt she found herself on.

Once her hissy fit was complete, she again reached for the thick piece of wood, trying to lay it an angle and chop it to break it in two with hopes of one end breaking her free. This proved to be more difficult than she had imagined, as she could barely get it to stand upright.

As she laid back and began to entertain the thought of accepting her fate, that she would in fact, die out here with absolutely no recollection as to why she was even here, she heard a furious hiss from beyond the brush. The intensity of the moment made her feel as If she could feel every slither, every movement, deep in her bones.

The snake rapidly approached, and its sapphire eyes looked back at her, showing a terrifying reflection of herself. This was a version of her that she had never seen; her brunette hair dangling below her brow exemplified a special blend of fear. Her dark blue eyes bounced back at her, looking more pale than ever.

She rolled over, taking the pain without a wince, ready to take on the serpent. She let out a scream deep from the soul, one that sent exotic birds fleeting from their branches and tiny lizards to seek immediate shelter. The snake stared back, showing no fear back to the giant that opposed him.

As the green and black skinned snake lunged at her, she dove out of the way and escaped his deadly bite. The reptile hissed back and sprung toward her again, this time connecting on her shoulder blade. She collapsed down to the dirt and grasped the bite area, desperately trying to cut off any and all circulation that may speed up the deadly process.

Pain overcame her as she rolled around in agony for about twenty-five seconds, and then came to a complete stop. She dug into the back of her khaki’s and brought a sapphire stone to her right eye, staring at it with intensity. The snake slithered away, and she could do nothing but laugh to herself. The luck that she’d endured all of her life wouldn’t change at all, not even on the last day that she took her last breath.

Alas, she refused to leave this world without a smile on her face. Sapphire had always been her curse, born in September, and ceasing at a venom of the same color. Euphoria overcame her, and her body felt as if it was floating above the clouds, looking down on her conscious being. The fleeting feeling continued, until she was virtually on par with the clouds.

She looked up as she ascended, eventually riding on the wing of a private jet to the right of her. As she peered inside, she saw herself, having a toast with a middle aged man wearing a grey three piece suit. As she pressed her face up against the window, the furious wind threatening to toss her aside. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a sapphire diamond, handing it to her admiring hands. As she smiled back, all three fell unconscious, with the plane breaking apart in mid-air, scattering debris for one hundred and twelve miles to the east of the crash site.