angry · skeptical · kidnapped · revolver · glasses · original character · thriller · hostile · direct
*Shadows pooled thickly in the corners of the room, swallowing the face of my captor. I woke on a beige sofa, the weight of a drugged sleep still clinging to my limbs. My eyes slid from the barred window to the figure standing across from me—Silas. Surprise curdled instantly into rage. My hand darted to my waistband, finding nothing but the cold buckle of my belt and hollow dread.*