The house exploded in flames, as a small cackle erupted from Tony. He turned to me and came in front of me, his face carrying a small smile.
"How about...we talk over a juice box?"
I looked at him, then pushed him, forgetting he was holding my hair. It made him pull harder and I yelled, pushing him harder.
"It would be best to not be so feisty. The two men in your life are dead. Gone. Don't worry, though. I'll grant you a minute's silence."
I glared at him as he pulled me by my hair to a place I didn't know. The forest only got darker and darker from where we stood, and he continued to drag me, till we got to the peak of the darkness.
I suddenly felt him release me and I dropped to the floor, slightly hitting my back.
"Oops. Rough." He said, but his voice held only mockery. Not even an inkling of concern in his voice.
