Clementine:
I coughed again as I felt my body giving up. I was being dragged after being given a heavy amount of wolfsbane to some unknown place. During the car ride, I kept passing out and waking up. During that time, I had the feeling that this would be the last time I would ever open my eyes to the pleasant world, or if the world had ever been pleasant at all.
When I woke up again, I was in another vehicle. It seemed they had changed vehicles, but why? Why was the road never ending? I was still in the car, and I had no clue how many days had passed, or if only a few hours had gone by. I had lost track of time by this point.
"We will stay here for another few hours," I heard the driver, wearing a full black ski mask, tell the guard beside him.
Both of them had ski masks on, and whenever they spoke to each other, they never said each other's names.
"Why is that? Why are we avoiding certain roads?" The driver requested an answer.
