Thirty-One
The Return
A portal opened, Alice emerged as it disappeared behind her. She started to shiver as the snow hit her bare skin. She wore a black dress and nothing else, her wounds from the Empyreans red against her pale skin. Within seconds, Enforcers intercepted her. The extremity of the cold made it so she didn’t have to act. She shivered, stumbled over, her knees stung as she hit the snow.
“H-help.” She said in the weakest voice she could feign.
The Enforcers stared at her bruises, her cuts, her wounds.
“Sir… we found her.” One Enforcer said into his watch.
They took her into their transport, didn’t hand-cuff her.
“What happened, Miss Winder?”
She discovered lying was like playing an instrument, just had to find the right notes. She shook her head, tears rolled out of he
