PEARL’S POV
“Hey! Let me down!”
Blurring past me are shades of blues, reds, and whites from the clothes on the racks and shelves. The newly renovated isles are nothing more than an open gateway for this strange man to have space to carry me with ease. It makes no sense how well he knows this place. As much as I always came here, this strange man walks with a purpose like he owns it.
“Let me down!” I demand again, “Let me down, right this instant!”
“Be quiet!” He growls and keeps walking at what seems like an inhuman speed.
“No, you freak! Let me down!” I yell out, in hopes that someone or anyone at this point will rescue me from this madman. Of course, it doesn’t happen.
I try my best to look over my shoulder and see where he is taking me. To my horror, just as I suspected the woman
