SUMMER’S POINT OF VIEW
Something felt wrong.
I’d just woken up from my nap and dressed in the lingerie Kiril picked out for me, but for some reason, I couldn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty. It felt as though something would go very wrong in a matter of minutes. I shook the odd feeling off, deciding to be on my way to the golden room.
All of a sudden, the second I stepped out of the room and walked towards the kitchen for a glass of water for my parched throat, the large floor-to-ceiling window was shattered open by a rock.
“Ahhh!” I screamed in horror. The force from the attack threw me to the floor immediately. The rock missed my head by a few inches, and I stared at the weird-looking thing with wide eyes. It was red and black with an inscription of a spider on it….
What the hell
