Third Person’s Point Of View
Secluded, dark, large trees and the immense sea is the place where Bellia stands today, she is still unconscious because the effect of a serious smell from the handkerchief of the person who brought her here has lasted. She is now sitting in the middle of two large trees bent over, covering her eyes and mouth with masking tape, and tied tightly with her two hands and feet that were anchored to her seat.
It would be six o’clock in the morning and on the other hand, their plan did not work out. After what happened last night to her, she never woke up and was unconscious the whole time. She didn’t know where she was now and why this had to happen.
A woman wearing a face mask walked over to where she was sitting, tapping Bellia’s forehead as she sat in front of
