Over my dead body!

Ask sinister.

Ask sinister.

Those words kept ringing in my head all through the night that I could barely sleep. How do I ask that son of a buffalo for an answer when he hated me to the core?

I stood up and made my way to the Library to maybe read a book and clear my head. Getting there, no one was around the room. Thank God!

Because I couldn't stand to look at any of them.

I dragged my fingers through the bookshelf with my eyes tracing the books. Life in space, this could be interesting. I took the book and as I was about to turn, my elbow hit the side of the shelf and something fell out.

Good Lord!

Is that…. A gun?

My body froze in utter fear staring at what fell. I couldn't believe it. With a shaking hands, I stared at the ice cold gun. I brain shot back to the time I was taken and how they had killed that guy without remorse.

Where was I? Oh God I had to get out of this house.

"What a beautiful scene." A voice called out from behind and I froze once more. My heart was beating a m