Szeina let out a sneeze. She opened her eyes and tried not to wrinkle her nose with the weird scents that assaulted her nostrils.
She briefly recalled what happened and where she might be.
Slowly getting up from her awkward position on the ground or wherever it was which Slayer had taken her, Szeina barked out a cough.
She threw her head back before opening her eyes and scoffed.
They weren't anywhere special. Just somewhere in the woods.
"Seriously? This is where you plan to kill me? Not so original."
Slayer chuckled, appearing in her line of vision.
"Who said anything about killing?"
Szeina narrowed her gaze at him. Her hands were bound behind her. That must count for something.
"My hands are tied, and you brought me here, wherever here is. What do you expect me to think? That we're out here to go camping?"
Slayer shrugged.
"Maybe."
"Okay, what are your actual intentions, Slayer?"
