Chapter 35

"Ouch!" I winced.

"Are you hurt?" a coarse, deep male voice asked me. I instantly became aware of the danger I just walked into.

How do I explain why I was at this part of the woods, and for fucks sake, how do I explain my reason for running?

"Are you okay?" He asked yet again. It was a bit dark out here, but I could tell he was a man in his sixties.

"Are you blind, sir? I could have fallen to my death," I said, trying to get off the floor. I tried getting off the floor in his watchful gaze but fell right back on the floor.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, stretching his hand to me. I took it, and he helped me off the floor.

"I came for the gala," I said, pointing towards the house.

"Gala is that way; what are you doing back here?" he asked.

I didn't know what response I could give; the eye patch he was wearing was giving off these bad vibes.

I immediately staggered back and forth,

"I came to take some air but kind of got lost; you said it's this way back to the party?