Savannah awoke in the dark, pushing against the cold damp earth of her grave. She felt lost, alone and frightened on how she had got there.  Parts of her memory were blurred, only remembering that she was laying in her princes arms. 

Now she found herself in a wooden box, lifting her arms up to push at the lid. The earth packed tightly above her, making her scream with fear. Clawing at the wood as she could hear crying in her fragile mind.

"Let me out of here, I'm not dead"