In My Desperate Time

I can’t see anything, but I know well that I am kidnapped.

…

But I know nothing about my kidnappers.

The unknown is frightening, and the darkness deepens my fear.

I don’t know where this car is going, nor do I know what will become of me. I can hear clearly that I’m leaving the city.

I think of calling the police, but my phone is in my bag, which is in the hands of the man who has kidnapped me. I’m desperately helpless.

After a long time, the car finally stops.

The blindfold and the cloth are taken away.

I look around and see this is a deserted place. In front of me is a cottage that looks like a clinic. I’ve lived in Prague long enough to see at first sight that this is probably a private clinic without a license. Otherwise, it would not be located in such a remote place.

Why do they bring me here?

Why do you kidnap

tall men don’t answer me at all. They escort me inside, each

is waiting for me inside, I’m scared for no reason. Even

last time, Frances came and rescue me like a hero. But this time, he won’t come for he doesn’t even

I

strength is nothing compared to the two

easily carry me

nurses in this clinic. There’s a man in a suit, who I’ve seen

home, and when he needed a

works for

ridiculously naive. Just now, I was dreaming that Frances would

that I recognize him, but he

capture me. Where is he?” I look around, but I don’t see

whether I am disappointed or

to see him. If he suddenly shows up, I don’t even know what expression I should wear when

Frances doesn’t come, for he doesn’t need