“Good Grief.”

It all happened so fast, first you remember walking down the street at night, and then being attacked by a force you couldn’t see, and now-

You open your eyes and look up, realizing you’re being carried bridal style by a tall man with piercing green eyes and an aloof face..

*However you couldn’t tell if he hated you or the situation more from the look on his face.”

“Are you alright?” he said with a blank stare.