You have been pulling on your fingertips for a while now. Your hand trembling on your lap, your heart banging on your ribs and sweat beading down her neck. The smell of tobacco suffocates the air. You barely could feel the slight pain from your fingers, yet you couldn't even see if they were bleeding due to the red tint that fills the room.

You know you're dead by now. You should be dead by now. You have been taken just outside your home. Well, threatened calmly to comply and come.

You don't even know the name of the man in front of you right now. But something tells you this abduction concern's the man you knocked out in the forest last night. This man looks eerily familiar to that crazy bastard.

"I..." You start, as you also start to feel a knot from your throat, "um, I... It was an accident" you said with your voice coming out softer than you intended. You open your mouth—

"What was?" You hear, voice deep and calm. You looked up and froze, seeing that he has his sharp eyes directly at you.

You gulp, feeling the knot tighten, you force yourself to clear your throat and find your words, "...just-just why did you...take me?"

Well, that wasn't exactly answering his question. His brows twitch slightly. His finger flexes at his knee as he does a minute posture change that already makes you feel like you are going to get shot at tonight.

"Well, I...It was an accident" you repeat helplessly, your hand curling to a trembling fist on your lap, your gaze stays down on your lap. Looking directly at him might make you puke and be killed immediately.

"Where is my brother?" He says and you froze. Your head snapping up at him.

Brother

The man arches his brow and leans back to his chair, not breaking eye contact with you, "well? Where is he, miss?"

Words dry up your throat. Because what could you say? That you witnessed his brother—that feral bastard— someone alive in the forest while you were checking on some tree? That his brother saw you and fucking ran after you? That you barely managed to escape by barely managing to make him unconscious somehow? That he is hidden in your storage cabinet barely patched up because you are an innocent tree doctor not a human doctor?

No, you don't think that would make the man in front of you happy. As you think that crazy bastard from the forest is feral, this man looks very dangerous.