It's been days.
I think.
I have been in and out of consciousness, the bastards drugging me. I know Dolly has been watching me, being able to use a lifeline on my behalf, though thankfully it has not come to that. My head throbs and my body is sore. I know I have been transported, far away.
Very far away.
I roll to my side, and I squint, seeing the hot sun peeking through the blood-red tent. My heart starts to pound as I look around, reality dawning on me. I am on a bed of silks, and I am dressed in a beautiful airy dress fit for a fairy queen — pearlized silk, simmering lavender in the peeping sunlight.
What the...
"Dolly," I whisper harshly.
Where the hell am I?
Jules...
I close my eyes, seeing flashes of his breathing body. He's alive. I can see and hear the wind hitting the sid
