ALICE
I feel steel like grip hands dragging me away. So I’m still alive? The cold rigid floor, the intense agony ripping in my left eye…
My eyes are suffering. I can’t flutter them open. I only rely on my sensations. The scraping of my body, the warm liquid flowing out of my eyes, soaking my ragged clothes and stinky hair.
My body literally turned into ice. Even if they try to move me to another place, I can’t stand on my feet.
“Move it,” they make a sudden pull of my arms. And it screams in acute spasm. Another pull and it will tear off from my body.
I heard the door bars in my and Companion's prison open. They dumped me on the floor, hard. I gasped. I'm trying to inhale but I'm swallowing nothing and my body's turning rigid through my strangled choke.
When footsteps reside back to the corridor, I heard Companion scampered to his feet. He flumps his legs at my side. I can feel the rough warmth of his palm brushing my hair.