Sheep in Wolf's Clothing
I don’t know how long I have been here, but if Karim and the others were coming, I am sure they would have been here by now.
How will they know where I am? When I do not even know myself. I was so weak; my joints and muscles were all sore, and for the first time, I let tears roll down my cheeks in front of Erika. She was standing there in a black, flowing dress with a crown on her head, holding a gourd. She had dark makeup on her face, showing how evil she is.