Can you truly kill him

 From a distance, Abrielle heard the sound of chirping birds. It was weird hearing birds in the middle of winter. It was very close; her brows furrowed as the sounds got closer, and her eyes opened. 

 She was forced to shut it back because of the blinding light. Pressing it shut for a bit, she slowly opened it, blinking a couple of times to adjust her eyes. It was already morning, that she realized from the window. Her eyes slowly darted around the room with a small frown etched in between her brows. 

 "Where am I?" Abrielle muttered, unable to recognize where she was. It was a small room, and the bed was very hard, different from what she was used to. There were several pots of plants, and then her eyes fell on a bird cage that was where the chirping sounds were coming from.