Peters prospective*
My head hurts. All I can do is look around, I'm in a quite fancy place. The goddess of death looked at me and spoke
" can't move?" There was no more cold voice like when she technically 'kidnapped ' me
" mmhm" is all I could say my chest was closing down squeezing my lungs and even making it hard to breathe. I squealed as she picked me up with her hands under my knees, carefully she made her way to a hallway and began walking faster, she made it to a carved gold door with beautiful tigers etched on with two diamonds for eyes. She gently kicked the door down to show a breath taking room. Tigers must be the theme. She walked over to the cotton sofa and placed me down, I instantly sank into the sofa through my hoodie. My eyes slowly began to shut.
( this is very short but I didn't want to keep you waiting xD )