A MAN

My disoriented eyes landed on deep swirls of black ones as I swallowed. My gaze shifted from his face and bile rose up my throat from anxiousness as I took in my environment. The entire place was rough, filled with crates and cartons. Some looked somewhat empty and others full. My body froze in realization of what this meant. They must have brought me to an abandoned warehouse. Terror clawed in my chest as my eyes moved back, taking in the four pairs of eyes staring at me. Their masks still on their faces hiding their identity. They were four of them, and they all watched me like a hawk—as if ready to take me down at any minute. “Who…who are you?” I stuttered, trying to keep my fear in check as sweat dripped down my forehead. The black eyes man laughed loudly in my face. His disgusting breath of smoke wafted in my nose, and I wanted to scrunch my face in disgust—but fear kept me grounded. “You are in no position to ask any questions now, princess,” he snarled, leaving not an inch of di