Bab 40: Chapter 40: Survival

I woke up in the middle of a violent coughing fit, trembling from head to toe, and so cold I barely even felt it.

Where the f*ck was I?

I forced myself up as the coughing intensified and I gagged. Blood splattered onto the white patch beneath me, contrasting sharply against my clothes. As the coughing ceased, my brain began to function.

A white, cold, layer covered my clothes and the ground... Snow. I was in the snow. That did not make sense. The last thing I remembered was the car being blown up near the villa. After that, it was a complete blur.