When he awoke again, he felt his body resting on something soft, much softer than the frozen ground he lost consciousness on.
A husky voice interrupted his thinking. "Care to explain what you're doing way out here in the north, little runaway?"
It was only then that he realized he was shackled to the floor. The handcuffs, strangely enough, did not hurt him, and were placed seemingly so he could sleep comfortably.
"Who are you?", he asked, instead of answering the question. The stranger sitting beside his bed merely shrugged. "Either your savior, or your worst nightmare."
YOU ARE READING
Tiny Stories
KurzgeschichtenA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
