#Jazlyn p.o.v#
"Who the hell are you?" Someone yelled in the background. I had difficulties registering and recognizing voices, it was like I am controlled by an unknown force or power. The disguised man on top of me was tossed off carelessly, only relieving me a little to take short breaths, but again made matters worse when he was far from me. The more he was thrown farther the more my energy faded.
