"Who are you?" Jason asked the young man driving the car in front of him. "We don't have time for this. We need to get him treated, or he is going to bleed out on the back seat," he said immediately with his gaze fixed on the road.
Jason rubbed his hand gently over his hair. Everything was happening too fast.
Was this because of the will, or was there something more?
Jason still didn't understand why he had to be killed. The car halted, bringing him back to reality. "We are here." The man said and opted out of the car. He grabbed Jay from him and carried him on his shoulder like he was a bag of cotton. Jayb winced each time, as Jason trailed behind him.
"Don't touch anything." The man looked at him, trying to attend to Jason's friend. "You still haven't told me who you are." Jason a
