Klara's POV
I've been feeling a strange shadow hovering over me quite lately, but decided to put it at the back of my mind.
It doesn't act whenever I'm with people, it targets me whenever I'm alone.
Come to think of it, when did all this eerie Omen start occurring in my already pathetic life?
Yes, right, when I had that dream!
I felt a strong wave of headache and the migraine didn't disappear one bit.
"It's a girl! She is unconscious!, how lucky we are!" The fat greasy man observed me for a while, before raising his head declaring his new found ecstasy.
"What could a petite weak girl be doing here? I think she is quite beautiful too." He laughed pleasantly, slamming his palms on his thighs to show how excited he was. I weakly tilted my neck and gazed at the six men surrounding me. They were so huge, with black eyes and wrinkles in all parts of their face, and they had dreadlocks with strange beads finely decorated on them.
