I could feel myself float as if I was just some spirit that was a spectator to everything that happened.
The man slapped the other woman who cried hysterically while Suzy had only sobbed silently. He kicked them both and proceeded to exit the tiny weathered shack.
"I swear, if I could kill him with my mind…" Suzy said with a whisper of vehemence.
Wind blew and the sweet scent of open fields permeated inside.
The howl of a dog echoed in the still night. After making sure the man was out of earshot, Suzy got out a pin she had hidden beneath her ragged dress and picked on the locks of their bonds.
I didn't know why, but I felt myself being pulled outside by some invisible force. Before I knew it, the cold air of the swamps had welcomed me.
The bulky man who went outside had grabbed for an axe and went on to chop logs. Hunting dogs started to bark at the distance and I could sense their apprehension with the way they snarled in my direction.
