Zeke listened quietly as the four men surrounding her explained what had happened to them. Each one had been hunted down and captured. Each one had awakened in a strange room, in a strange place and time that they knew nothing of.

It took well over an hour for everything to come out in the open. The four males with her had distinct personalities and their own unique way of saying what had happened to them. From what she was able to gather, only two of them were from the same place. By the end of the conversation, they had confessed to being half-brothers. When the explanations had ended. silence ensued.

Zeke stared at the fire that had been started, her knees drawn towards her chest. In the lingering silence, she found that her questions had only multiplied. Everything she'd been told had left her feeling confused. Sure, several of her inquiries had been answered but more hounded her. Why was she there and with these strange men, no less? Why were those men there anyway? Who were their captors? What was going to happen to them?

Around and around, the questions came at her, leaving her dizzy and rather cold. They had also started to leave an unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Her surroundings hadn't helped matters any, either. The blue sky felt too . . . perfect, the grass too soft . . . it wasn't right by any means.

A strange rustling noise caught her attention and she watched as her companions immediately leapt to their feet, as if ready for a fight. Worried, Zeke scrambled to her feet . . .

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"How are things going?"

"Well . . . our 'friends' have found your daughter."

"Good. That's very good."