Eva woke up in the middle of some dust cloud and in between a cough. Her body reflexively drew back into herself, the urge to get into a fetal position strong from the coughing and loss of breath. She realized, quite slowly once the dizziness passed over her, that though her eyes were open, she was surrounded by nothing but darkness and the uncomfortable feel of a dark cloth against her eyes tied securely behind her head. She was obviously blinded by it and now had no idea of where she even was. To make the matters worse, she realized, though not as surprised by it, that her hands were bound behind her back as well. It kept her in check and must have been made of some magical material because she felt it cutting away the flow of her magic.

Soon, to a distant there was the sound of a train’s horn and she could even hear people. But she must have been in some compartment that they couldn’t get into because though she knew of their presence outside, not a single one felt anywhere near her. Eva remembered being attacked in the middle of the night and being carried away on someone’s shoulder. She also remembered that she was drugged, now being able to explain why her head hurt so much over other things and why she kept feeling dizzy and sick. Eva tried to backtrack and figure out what the words of her kidnappers meant. One of them had said they needed to get her somewhere or perhaps hand her over to someone, that they were not to take her lightly, and that was the extent of her memories. Under the darkness of the night and thanks to the drugs they had fed her, Eva had not even seen the preparatory face to face. She only knew that he used some sort of chain magic, a common magic for mercenaries.

Whenever she tried to sit up, the chain around her hands pulled her back, keeping her pinned to the floor until the train’s engines roared to life and it suddenly started moving, sending Eva’s mind racing once again in a flurry to figure out what was happening to her and why. She couldn’t think of anyone that would want to kidnap her unless they were some criminals she had caught before. But Eva was smart enough to remember every single one of them and no face came to mind that could pull off such a grand scheme. So then who could it be that was in such a hurry to get her that they had traced her steps for a long time and grabbed her at the peak of her vulnerability? Eva had any a good guess as anyone else in her situation would have; a montage of thoughts and nothing she could rely upon. For sure, once they reach their destination she would be drugged again and then perhaps she would be taken to meet them…surely, she can escape then.

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