Lost 1 - Senses of The Primordial Wolves

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Rocks. Shards of glass. The ground is covered with pieces of rocks! Verlice thought to herself as she sensed her surroundings. She's in a blindfold and she can only rely on her other senses to know where she is. She managed to calm down. She needs to figure out what to do. She could assume that there was only one man bringing him, and for his scent, she could tell that he was the executioner as this is the same scent he smelled when she was snatched in the bar. She remained quiet. What's odd is the executioner is not even saying a word since a while ago. She could tell that he was a big guy with rough skin, but he had not even yelled at her or said a word. He would just snatch her, grab and shove her. Now, she could sense that she was being placed in a cage as she heard metal clangings.

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