30th July 1574
"... heretic!"
"Nobody leaves!"
"Close the mansion!"
A plethora of voices surrounded me as I slowly started to regain my consciousness. With the clear noises of argument and the tumping sound of someone locking the main gate with the huge slab of wood, my vision was steadily coming back, along with the wave of pain. Whether my life was still in danger or not, I would be stupid to expect the lack of pain upon waking up.
"Agh…"
A groan of pain managed to squeeze out through my lips, alerting everyone that I was once again conscious. Opening my eyes, I could see Elia's concerned face, with tears still trickling down her eyes.
"Mike… Are you…"
