Chapter 36

Jasmine's POV

I have no idea where I am at the moment the only thing I remember is being knocked out by the flying dart. And that I'm moving or the thing that I'm inside is moving.

I can hear muffled laughs around me and the foul stench of marijuana and beer polluting the air.

It seems like a chore to open my eyes but when I do I want to start crying immediately. Around me are the people I considered my family all bruised and beaten badly.

Why weren't they healed already?

Unless whoever kidnapped us gave us something to subdue our strength and healing abilities. It had to be those flying darts I think to myself.

Or maybe silver.

I can barely wiggle my fingers, I feel so numb, is this how crippled people feel? It is so awful. Having body parts that you can see and not use them.

Oh God!

We were stuffed in some kind of big truck, identical to the ones used to pack furnitures or loads of stuff.