Lily could tell the car was moving fast, as if it were Hell-bent. She wasn’t sure what time it was when the car finally stopped, but she was relieved to be rid of the cramped compartment. The relief quickly vanished though, as she was seized by rough hands and transferred into another vehicle of some sort.
This vehicle was black too, but it had much more space to move around. From the sound of horses’ hooves clip-clopping on the road, Lily surmised that she was in a coach. She balled herself up into the corner of the seat farthest from the door, biting her lip to keep herself from crying out. Why were they in a coach? Why not stay in the car? Where was she? As she waited for what seemed like ages, the coach came to a halt and this time the shrouded figure yanked the coach door open with such force that Lily fell off of the seat.
He pulled her out of the coach by her ankle as if she were a rag doll. It was raining hard and Lily could feel herself getting drenched as he yanked her out of a puddle. She caught sight of her captor’s face one more time and was startled to once again to find that she found him hauntingly attractive. She quickly dispelled all such thoughts and tried to rid herself of the enchantment he held upon her. She was being kidnapped and she had to escape! Lily started to struggle, but he was so strong that she could barely move. She started screaming again, trying to hold back with her feet, breaking one of the heels off of her boot, but her efforts were in vain.
“Let go of me!” She shrieked, screaming into his ear as loud as she could. He purposefully slammed her into a stone wall, stunning her for a moment. She shook her head in a daze, but was instantly back in the fight, clawing at him and everything she could get her hands on, sinking her teeth into his hand as he tried to muffle her screams, but he pushed her further and further down the stairs as Lily tried to escape back to her home. He grabbed her by the hair and Lily yelped in pain, tears now streaming down her face. He threw her through a wooden door, following closely on her heels.
Lily had been so bent on escaping that she hadn’t even noticed her surroundings. This looked like a room in a dungeon, with a large table and manacles hanging on the walls. Lily turned towards her abductor, who was putting on a mask that looked to be part human skull and part raven with a long, menacing beak. His robes were covered in black, ornamental feathers, and he put his hood up once more. He looked like a dark spirit as he swooped towards her, picking her up and setting her gingerly on the stone table. He immediately grabbed her wrists and chained them with manacles. Lily’s eyes were wide with fear and confusion.
“What do you want from me?!” Lily’s voice quavered as she spoke, then her breathing turned into hyperventilating as he took a glinting black scythe from the wall.
