It was night.
The darkness had emerged, casting an ominous hand over a fleeting group.
Kidnapped and thrown into this strange gathering spot, many villagers were shivering without end.
One moment they were sleeping on their hard straw and thatched beds… and the next, they were thrown into wagons, and brought back here.
It was crazy that all this happened in no more than 20 minutes.
What sort of fate was this?
They managed to survive against poisonous dogs, diseases, and even the beast tide till now… only to end up as captured slaves for who knows who?
It was cold…
The snowy terrains sent cold shivers down their spines, as they huddled for body heat within their prison confines.
Their noses were red, their faces flushed, and their bodies quaking like the feeble elderly.
~Plop.
They were mercilessly thrown into the snowy grounds by their captors.
But what's this?