Droker POV
I opened my eyes, and found myself sitting on the open floor of the woods,
A bitter comparison to the luxury I enjoyed back at the old hag house,
My body was tied with ropes that burned through my skin, the ropes had the smell of wolfsbane on them,
My eyes felt heavy and fuzzy, I tried to make sense of the environment I was in, which felt hard to do, with the banging headache I felt on my head,
But I could hear some voices, seemed like they were arguing over something, I couldn’t understand what for and why,
But the raised tones suggested it was an argument,
I was till trying to get used to the whole scene, when a water was splashed in my face, not just any water, wolfsbane filled water,
I screamed in pain at the contact, which had happened to awaken all my fuzzy senses,
