Dear Journal ;; continued

“You just, kidnapped a girl! Do you feel no guilt? No remorse?”
“The girl is fine, but she’s in great danger. I can feel it,” I explained to her.
“Oh, that’s an excuse,” she replied, seething.
“Look, I realize you’re incredibly ticked of, but there’s nothing we can do about it now,” I said.
“What do mean there’s nothing we can do about it now? You’re going to return that girl to her home, this instance!” she commanded.
“I’m afraid it’s not that easy,” I said, slowly.
“Oh, Aiden. You better not have,” she warned.
“Unfortunately, I did. We’re already in Draken.”

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I sat up, groggy. I turned my neck from side to side slowly, taking in all my surroundings. The large burgundy curtains were pulled shut to keep the light from streaming in through the window. The walls were painted with a dark colour and I was currently seated on a very comfortable bed.

End