I woke up in a lot of pain, but this time the world was also spinning around me. What in the hell? I quickly sat up, though it took a moment for the world to settle back into place. It was then I saw that I was on the road.
I turned my head and noticed a man dressed in a dark-brown robe that looked old and sweaty. Who was he? Where the hell was I? I tried moving around, but then I realized I was chained to the bottom of the wagon I was on.
“Hey! You there!” The man who was leading the wagon turned around. He had a nasty scar running down his face and strange dark eyes that seemed to stare directly into your soul.
“Who the hell are you?” I asked.
He just smiled a cruel smile before turning back around and starting to sing in a language I didn’t recognize. What was going on here?
“Hey!
