A mysterious hut

“You know my mother was one of those elves too.”

Malene blinked her eyes. She distantly heard some voice nearby talking. A cackle followed.

“I even have her ears!”

“You do not!” Another woman’s voice cackled. “You’re just deformed.”

“Am not! And I’m looking forward to having another sister from the womb of an elf. They’re all so fertile and it feels so good to take their home from them.”

Malene tried to turn over but found her arms tied above her head. She looked around as much as she could. She was in some kind of thatched hut behind a ragged black curtain. She’d been laid out on a bed like she was being presented to someone with her arms tied above her. She tried to move and found that her ankles were free, but the binds were strong around her wrists. She was also, once again, fully naked. She remembered being born on the winds of that elemental creature before passing out. It must have brought her here.

“You set the stalker free, yes?”

“Of course. It’s gone home now. Now it’s just us and the elf.”

“Good.”

Malene pulls again, trying to get her hands free. Wherever she is, she needs to get out.