12. Arrival In Italy

I awoke to the sunlight pouring down the window blind. I use my hand to shed the sunlight as I stood up from the bed.

My eyes scan the room, I gasped as soon as I noticed that I was no longer sleeping on the plane but rather I was lying in an enormous bed.

“How did we arrive here?” I mumble inaudibly to myself. I strolled into the sitting room to see that no one was there. Where could everyone have gone? Where is Victor?

I was about to walk back into the room when it suddenly clicked open. I turned back to stare at the guy who just entered the room as he was all smiles when he saw me.

“Who are you?” I asked him, my hands shooting out to cover my bare chest which was see-through due to the flimsy nightie I was on.

The boy noticed my movement and smile toothily“ I'm sorry, I caught you unaware. I will wait while you change into something more suitable” He replied waving me into the room as he took his seat on one of the couches in the living room.