Trauma

"Zav!"

The man's voice she knew was obviously very worried getting closer to her. No need to guess. She already knew it who by voice.

"Miguel. Thank you for saving my life," she whispered it to herself with tears.

At last she felt well that she was away from danger. Then there were torches flashing around.

"Men! Go search around this area. Surely that person hasn't gone far yet."

Slowly everything brought Zaviah back to the right trance. As the crackles and footsteps around she heard. That one thing for sure the man shouting was just near to her. Not just one but many. Cops who came with Miguel.

"Yes sir."

Authorities began the search. But they see nothing. That person was used to being all around the place so it quickly hid.

"I'm very worried. Why did you leave? What came to your mind?

I supposed to take you home to the Hacienda Mondragon mansion. If that's all you worried about."