I swing the scalpel at Sanders, daring him to come close.
" I swear to you, if you come close to me, I'll plunge this so deep in your stomach that it comes out from your back." I growl.
His blue eyes widen, visibly shaking at my threats. If I wasn't so livid, I would have laughed out at his obvious fear but this isn't time for jokes. I don't know who or where I am and Sanders is scared of the instruments he works with. Interesting.
"Eirlys, please drop that. I beg you." He pleads, earning another menacing glare from me.
I move further into the wall and point my weapon at him from side to side. He steps forward a little, his hands extending out in a pleading manner. I jerk forward and he scurries back.
"You better tell me who the hell you are and where I am or else, I won't spare you and anyone else in this building."