Roses and Rifles

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of their lifeless bodies crashing to the floor. I closed my eyes tight and pressed my hands against my ears to muffle the horrific cries of dying men. I didn't know how long I was that way, but I knew that I was barely able to peel my eyes open when he returned. "Hey, it's over" He muttered, his breath ragged and heavy. I opened my eyes slowly to find him stretching a hand to me. Those eyes. God, I'd do... He stroke my neck before I could finish and I passed out instantly. *** Again, I woke up in an entirely different place, but this time not tied to a chair. I was under a duvet in a clean fluffy bed. I jumped out of the bed, my eyes scanning the room for any clue to know where I was. I couldn't figure anything out, but the image of the last person I spoke to before coming here was still vivid in my head. "Aleksandr or whatever the hell his name is. I need to find him" I mumbled to myself frantically. I rushed to the door and pulled it back, but it didn't open. They might not have tied me up like the barbarians from earlier, but they sure did have their own way of doing barbaric things. "Open this damn damn door!" I spat angrily, banging the door nonstop. "I know you are somewhere watching me" I looked around for CCTV cameras. When I found one facing the bed, I ran to stand in front of it. "Thank you for rescuing me from those nut jobs, but that doesn't give you the right to hold me hostage, you know!" Just after I said that someone opened the door, it was a stern looking woman. "Hey you!" She called, "Follow me" I followed the tall woman immediately she ordered. We walked through a long hallway in silence, with me trailing behind like a lamb being led to the butcher house. At the end of the hallway was a stairway, at the end of it was the the biggest and most magnificent living room I had seen my whole life. The ceilings are high and the windows big enough to serve as a door. There were light curtains and a massive chandelier hanging high above. Let's not talk about the high end furnitures and exquisite fireplace design. I looked around in awe, almost tripping at the bottom landing. "Watch your steps" He warned. I looked ahead and there he was, surrounded by men i