Elsie's Point of View
I heard Jace's faint voice outside. Automatically my head jerked, making me move thrashing, kicking the air, and screaming arbitrarily.
"Jace!"
But there is no answer. I tried one more time, shouting his name hoping he would know I was here and release me soon, but still no answer. Until someone raised my fallen chair again. Making my hair sway back, messy, messy, like mimesis from my current state.
I rolled my eyes in disgust to see Nixie standing in front of me with a wooden block in her hand. Before long my mind drifted far away, imagining bad things.
"What did you do to Jace?!" I shouted.
"Calm down." She rolled his eyes. She threw the wooden block anywhere along with two well-built men who went inside while dragging the unconscious youth. Jace.
"What are you doing with him?" I'm still screaming. It felt like my vocal cords were about to break.
