My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 58

Regaining consciousness hurt. The drilling headache felt like my brain was about to explode. I was blindfolded and gagged. The tight rope was binding my ankles and wrists together as if I was some kind of animal on its way to the slaughter house. I was cold. I could still feel my light dress on me, and my bare feet were freezing.

From the shakes and bumps that tossed my body around, I guessed that I was inside some vehicle, going in an unknown direction. I knew I had to find out more about the situation I was in. I lied on one side and started rubbing my face against the floor, hoping to remove my blindfold. I removed it from one eye, then I rolled over to the other side, and finally, the blindfold came off. Unfortunately, it didn't help much. It was dark and the only light came from a half-inch-diameter control bulb. Nonetheless, it was enough for me to realize I was inside the trunk. I strengthened my focus to look for any sharp objects. Certainly, I was aware that those who hijacked me wouldn't be stupid enough to leave something like that behind, but I still counted on the tiniest bit of luck…

I tensed up my numb muscles, trying to crawl, making a series of small movements until my feet reached the side of the trunk. I thought it would be easier if I could use my legs to push myself against it while looking for anything that could cut the ropes.

"Hey! You're awake?" a hoarse male voice called out.

I froze, but then realized this was a voice coming from the inside of the vehicle. I crawled close to the inner side and leaned an ear against it.

"Yeah…" Another man yawned, "At least my arm regenerated."

"That dandy guy got you good!" The hoarse man chuckled.

"Watch it Zeke!" the other man growled, "You weren't even fast enough to touch him!"

"Chill, I was just joking. Don't have to be so serious. Geez…" Zeke huffed.

"That fucker killed six of ours before we got him down, and you would have been the seventh if it weren't for me, so shut the fuck up!" The other guy snarled.

"Whatever, Tyce. As I recall, it wasn't you who got him, but Hawk and his silver bullets." Zeke sneered, "Who would have thought the fucker wasn't even a vamp…"

"What are you talking about?!" Tyce snapped.

"He bled as a mere human would." Zeke snickered, "Such a waste of silver bullets…"

"Human?!" Tyce burst out.

"Yeah." Zeke snorted, "Don't you think he would have sensed us sooner if he was vamp?"