I stared at the menacing individual, towering over me. Was I still dreaming? Except that was not a dream, those events really did happen.
Herrera had framed me, and Roman had fallen for it.
I tried to see past the darkness, but when I moved my neck, it was stiff. Somehow, the air around me had thinned out, and I was finding it hard to breathe.
I couldn’t scream, I didn’t have the strength for it.
I saw another shadow walk into the room, carrying a single chair and setting it in front of me. My eyes followed the movements but my body stayed fixed to a spot.
The first man moved away from the light. Half of his face was reviewed and I realized it was Roman. I sighed. He was the very person I did not want to see right now.
Not in this state. Not looking like this. Again, how long had I b
