Chapter 43

Lucy's pov;

I woke up to the feeling of something heavy pressed on my chest. I shifted a bit and tried to look around only to realise there was no one in sight. I was in my room at Tyler's house, but I couldn’t recall falling asleep here. I saw my hands being wrapped up in bandages and felt them sting from how tight they were, and suddenly remembered what had happened last night.

The face of the man who kidnapped me filled my mind. He was tall, thin with pale skin, and his face had been twisted into an expression of pure hatred. He looked young, probably somewhere near the age of thirty or forty, judging by his features. His eyes were dark blue, almost black and looked like he hadn’t slept at all. The way he talked didn't make him sound much older, either. What did he want with me?

I then remembered what he said to me. 'Follow his instructions once I get to Tyler's house.' Who was he? I didn't remember seeing him at Mr Anderson's house during Christmas dinner. I wonder how many peo