Tonya
The two warriors who were stationed outside, entered. My blood ran cold. My worst fears took form. Were they here to hurt me? My mind raced to the ugliest possibilities. “W-what d-do you want?” I stuttered.
One of them looked at me with surprise as if not expecting me to be awake. His jaw clenched as he let out a low, dangerous growl in warning.
I thought they were here to r**e me, but instead of advancing toward me, they walked straight to the corner where I had placed my packed bag. One of them picked it up and began rummaging through it, while the other kept watch. Before I could react, they turned around and walked out with my bag of clothes.
“What are you doing?” I shouted as I got out of the bed and lunged at the one with my bag. “These are my clothes. What will I wear?”
