Takeover IV

I ran without looking back, the guards overlooking the place were probably slacking or the cloak I was wearing possessed some kind of ethereal power.

The woman had ordered me to close the door behind me and not look back, saying everything was written out in the letter.

Hoping the letter was in the envelope, I held it tightly to my chest as I sneaked out from a heavy iron backdoor that was already open.

I had a feeling it was the woman’s doing.

I walked for a mile or two, seeing nothing but grass all around

Where the fuck was I?

Now was the time to try that little trick I had been taught once upon a time.

I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath in turn as I imagined my room in Jacob’s historical mansion. The blood red curtains appeared in my mind, or were they lavender colored?

The fuck? This wasn’t going to work.

I imagined the strategy room where we had stayed the last time to plan, the long table and the oak wood chairs. The wind whooshed through my ears and suddenly five sets o