Through the dim haziness of pain, Katka could feel someone lift her bodily and carry her over they're shoulder. She would have felt surprised at the unknown person's strength, for she knew shamefully that she weighed a good deal more than she wished, however the more pressing notion of extreme pain in her side and leg stamped the thoughts out. With every step of the stranger another white-hot jolt would hit her, each threatening to send her into complete unconsciousness.
Katka realised she had fallen unconscious again, coming to as she was laid down by the stranger. With consciousness came pain again, stabbing through her ankle and up her leg. As she lay there, muffled in darkness, the sounds of a group of people talking around her filtered through. She whimpered in pain, a scared mewl of a sound that she wished she could have suppressed.
Again she woke and realized she had fallen unconscious, though she could not tell for how long. With a grimace at the pain in her leg she opened one eye and squinted at the blinding light. After a moment she pushed herself up onto one elbow, the pain in her wrist telling her that to put her weight on it would not be for the best. She shifted into an almost sitting position, muttering hoarsely "Where the frack am I?"