Chapter 5
- Guilia
- My eyes were still tightly blindfolded by the black cloth that had been on my face all day or night. I couldn't say what time it was. I couldn't tell where we were but the whole place smelled of piss, rotten food and cigarettes.
- The offensive odour clogged my nostrils and I shuddered as bile rose to my throat. I tried my best not to barf and annoy my captors.