Chapter Eight
“There’s always enough retribution to be dealt.”—Amber Silvia.
{yellow-skin’s P.O.V}
I don’t like being tied one bit. For one, it makes me feel like a hostage. Oh well, who am I kidding though? I’m actually one here, but still, I’ve got something to be thankful for. That is, not being blindfolded or gagged. Shucks! I can’t begin to tell how much I hate that.
Once my eyes had flipped open like the pages of a book a couple of minutes ago. My worst fear had been to have awakened in some God knows Blacksite. But that soon alleviated the instant it dawned on me what place I was holed in. This place was no fit match for the orgy things carried out in Black sites, at least on face valuation. And it did bring some relief.
It was nonetheless, no lasting cure to the sick feeling
