Jenny was woken by a death grip on her left arm. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that somebody was checking her pulse. Did she hallucinate the whole car crash and the stabbing? For a brief moment she sighed in relief but when she tried to move, she realized that her hands were immobilized behind the back of chair.
Oh, my god, oh, my god, this can't be true, this can't be, she breathed heavily as she felt the panic overtake her.
"Oh, no, no need to worry, Miss. You're welcome here." said the man in front of her. He was a really handsome guy, she had to admit: short brown hair, fresh-shaven face, black-rimmed glasses, maybe two years younger than Red. He looked normal, even nice, but then she looked into his eyes...
His incredibly blue eyes that whispered something dark, somet
