The woman puts her cold palms on each side of Siv's face. She blinks a few times to fight her drunken blurry sight. When the view is a bit clearer, Siv's eyes widen. The woman has a shear piece of fabric on her eyes, but it does not cover anything. Siv can see the two dark pits where her eyes are supposed to be. She gasps in shock which gets Gary's attention.
"Hey." He calls taking a step back to his original position by Siv. "Let go." He orders the woman but she does not comply. She only squeezes Siv's face tighter.
"Do you see it?" She utters with a chilling voice. "Do you?"
Images start flooding Siv's mind. Images of people, a lot of people. Images of war and death. Images of a red fire destroying everything. Gary grabs the woman's hand and yanks it away from Siv's face.
"I said, let go." The woman turns to him as he points his dagger in her direction.
