Leah, coughing up a little bit of blood and with the little strength that she had left, grabs a knife and slices the advisor's leg and aims at his shoulder, but misses, causing her to fall over. 

"See," the leader, Francis said, " I think she has potential. Take her to the medical room."

As they try to pick Leah up, she backs up, being too scared to be touched. 

"Wait for her to pass out, which shouldn't be too long by looking at how much blood she has already lost." The advisor scoffed, while limping his way to the medical room.

"Is this it? Are they going to kill me? Will it be as painful as this is? I don't want to die!" Leah thought to herself as she started to sway back and forth, passing out on the floor. The last thing she could remember is being lifted up and carried somewhere.