MIRA
For the first time ever the transportation is quick but harsh. Flames almost burn my skin and make me whimper in his arms. When we appear in some kind of room (it’s hard for me to judge since I am upside down on his shoulder), he starts walking, not really letting me go.
“Derrien, what are you doing?!” I scream, “Put me down! Talk to me!”
“You like to talk, don’t you?!” he growls. And I know that he means something but I have no idea what that is.
“Rien! You are hurting me!” I yell and try to kick him on his back and side and suddenly I hear a painful groan from him, “What is it?”
“Just you hurting me where it hurts the most! Again!” he says emotionlessly and slams the door in front of him open with his foot. He walks some more and then everything changes – he throws me h
