Escape Your Past

The interrogation

"f**k! Where is she?!" one of them screamed, through gritted teeth or was he smoking? Yap, definitely smoking, I was biting on my shirt and chocking on the chicken feather smoke miasma that was going under the mattress.

"s**t, Alec said not to leave her alone! He's gonna be pissed!" the other one responded.

"Did she jump on the pillows? From the third floor?! She is insane!" the smoker was wondering. My insane plan was actually working, the probing in my ears was starting to subside. I allowed myself to take a breath. 

That was a mistake. 

"If she intended to jump, why would she use the pillows as a platform instead of the mattress" asked a third low voice. s**t that's a voice of authority. I could hear his steps coming my way and then I could hear him about an inch from my head:

"Get up!"

I was made. Well it was a stupid plan anyway. I slowly rose and pushed away the mattress. They were three men, all looked related, so I guessed brothers maybe. They all stared and me silently. The smoker was the tallest, with a mustache, he was leaning over the window sill, next to him stood what seemed to be a young boy, about eighteen, he was also lighting a cigarette and the third one was hot-spring-guy. He also followed suit and lit one like his siblings. Even with the window open the room felt like a gas chamber. I guess the purpose of the silence and the smoke were to unnerve me. It was working. So I decided to go on offence. I stepped off the bed and looked straight at the guy from the forest:

"Where am I? Where are my things?" In response he puffed in my face, I choked on the smoke.

"Your gun or your knife." he didn't ask a question, it was a statement. Oh-oh.

"All of my things, starting with my clothes." The air was making me blink constantly, there was no need to pretend to cry, my eyes were already watery and probably red, so I put my puppy face and said "Please."

That was met with what can only be described as sneer from all of them. Even more unnerving. 

"Alec, this princess thinks we're dimwitted. You better start talking Missy or you're gonna follow the pillows head first."