Daphne

We had been walking for what seemed like forever that day.

“Let’s stop and make camp here,” Rion said, clapping his hands.

Suddenly the pillowcase was yanked from my head. It annoyed me the way he did that, though I wasn’t sure why. I suppose that he was annoyed in general with me now. The fact that he was my captor soured how I felt about him.

“Come with me,” he said.

I followed him toward a wall, where there was a small ...