The thick white mist was thinning, and Hazel coughed as smoke suddenly blocked her airway.
"Cough! Cough!"
Her vision was blurry, her head hurt, and Hazel truly couldn't remember anything.
"Hazel?" Flynn whispered her name. Hazel turned towards the familiar voice. The mist was starting to clear, and Hazel could see Flynn Bezos groaning in pain.
"Mr. Bezos?" Hazel exclaimed in surprise. "Why are you here?"
The newly awakened girl was confused and didn't understand how she could have changed places. What had happened? Why was she in a strange place? Hazel's memory suddenly returned, and she panicked. However, Flynn held her. Hazel was safe in his care. In his lap.
The small head of the girl was now between Flynn's large thighs, although there was something odd about the man's behavior. Flynn seemed to be in pain.