" You seem to be doing fine despite the snow falling outside. I have to admit, you have guts to still glare at me with such hostile eyes." Samuel slowly walked toward his prey without a care in the world.
He was holding a lot food which would be Clark's supply for few days. At first, Samuel was going to be lenient trying to fatten up the pig for the eventual slaughter.
" You! What did you do to me? I swear, my hands were frozen-"
" It must be your imagination. Do you think anyone would kidnap a person to let them die so easily. Such intimate crimes are mainly done because of personal vendettas."
" Yeah? Why don't you tell me then? Who are you and what do you want from me?" Clark was much more calmer probably because he was feeling much better, better than he ever felt before.
