Again, I woke up in a lot of pain, but this time the world was also moving around. What in the world? I quickly sat up, even though I needed a second to really make the world came back in place, and it was then I saw, I was on the road. I turned my head and saw a man dressed in a dark-brown robe that looked old and sweaty. Who was he? Where the hell was I? I tried moving around but then noticed I was chained to the bottom of the wagon I was on.
“Hey! You there!”
The man who was leading the wagon turned around. He had a nasty scar running down his face, and those strange dark eyes that seemed to stare directly into your soul.
“Who the hell are you?” I asked.
He just smiled a cruel smile before he turned around again and started singing in some language I did not recognize. What was goin
