Once Levi declared that he poisoned me, I refused to waste time on sitting and waiting for some miracle. He brought clothes for me – good thing that Petra’s size was the same: the jeans and that brown shirt fit me - , and I dressed up quickly. Levi led me out of the house and pushed me inside a simple, plain-looking black car, to the passenger seat. He walked to the other side of the vehicle and got into as well.
So there really was a car. Good to know, I noted mentally. Also, it seemed he hadn’t lied to me: I couldn’t see any house or sign of other people living nearby. There were only endless fields of grass. It ev