The Magician

Rose's back was against the wall but she could feel the man in front of her had cornered her in many ways including her mental state.

His smile widened when the other man who appeared more rough compared to his voice frowned when looking at Rose. "She's awake?"

"All the time. Her heartbeat spike," the man spoke as though he could sense her heartbeat that sent chills to her back.

"You let her hear our conversation? Can you be more foolish than you already are, Alphonse?" The second man stood up from his seat, clicking his tongue as he stomped on the cigar he had been smoking from. "He won't be happy hearing this carelessness of yours."

"It won't matter, after all, she won't be stepping out from this place alive won't she?" Alphonse stated with his grin widening. Rose stared at him, sensing her blood running cold.

Who are these people?! She didn't know them. She looked left and right at the two people, her eyes darting in nervousness. She tried to pull it from her memory on the people's