章 113: Am I Broken?

The sun was starting to set, and the screams and cheers of men began to fill the darkness. I curled up even more in my cage, wishing I had the ability to disappear.

I had been here for almost two weeks now, the days being tracked by notches in the dirt by my head. If Bai Long Qiang was alive, he would have rescued me by now. Even if he weren't, Cheng Bo Jing or any of the other guys would have saved me.

Unless the whole team is dead. Is that it? Am I the only one left alive?

"What are you thinking about, Little Bird?" asked a posh accent as a giant of a man sat down beside my cage, his back pressed against the bars. I tentatively reached through the metal slots and grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling myself closer to his warmth.