[AWUOR]
"Fuck, where am I?" Hawi asked when she regained consciousness.
She wasn't sure how long she had been out, but she knew it had to be a really long time, given she couldn't feel her body. It was like everything had gotten numb and her world was once again, an extended prison.
"Shit," Hawi winced when she tried to turn and felt a blade cut her arm. She still wasn't sure where she was, but one thing that she knew was that she was still in Sicario.
Perhaps it was the olden dungeons, or maybe she was still in the same dungeons with her father but someone was playing games with her. She couldn't see in the dark and couldn't feel her legs.
However, even then, Hawi risked being cut by the blade that seemed to be a little too glad to have a taste of her, as she tried to estimate whatever she was in.
