In His Playing Field

**TRACY SCOTT**

~Day Eight

In all Eight days, this is the first time I've seen the insides of someplace remotely normal. That's if it's still Eight days. Last thing I recalled was getting sedated while contemplating on getting on a plan with the head of an organisation against trying my luck by running away.

Tina gave me a shot at the side of my arm to pause my thoughts and fixed my decision for me, get in whether you like it or not.

Ethan was injured in the cross-fire. We came close there. It's because of his effort I'll get to see another day, without him I'll be dead. A bullet hit his leg as we tried to get out, but I expect he's getting medical attention Already.

I woke up drowsy as always whenever a sedative was given. They always made it in high dosage.

An entire day couldn't have passed right? It was dark outside, I suspected it's still the same day just hours passed so it was currently evening.

As I said, I was in someplace normal. A typical bedroom, a television hanging on th