The panic grew in my chest and made it hard to breathe.
But somehow, I managed to get some sleep in, opening my eyes to see a bright light.
I considered thinking I was dead, but when I looked down at my hands, they were still bound together.
"Did you think you were dead?" she asked amused, and I look towards the voice, my jaw slackening.
Of course, it'd be Life. She looks down at me smugly, her hands on her hips. The fragrant smell of flowers come off of her, and I see that we're in a field, where a breeze is blowing the wheat around. The sky is blue, and I feel the warmth of the sun on my back.
This would be peaceful if the one that kidnapped me wasn't who it was.
"So, it was you after all. And here I thought it was Mason." I said acidly.
