"... they said I should”. “But that doesn’t matter, you’re here with us now”...

"What do you mean were with you" He asked

Before the stranger answered, Grima dropped to his knees and revealed a figure standing behind him with a bat. Before Jamie and I could scream, I felt a blow to the head and felt my body hit the cold hard cement. I could hear Jamie's struggling cries while I began to lose consciousness.

I opened my eyes only to be met with complete and utter darkness. The silence was deafening. The only thing my senses could pick up was an odor... It was pungent, almost like something was rotting. "Jamie? Jamie are you here?" That's when I heard it.

A yell erupted and I felt it wash over me. Breathing fast, I gathered my thoughts. Why had Grima done that? I put my hand on my chest and felt my heart beat, it seemed so loud compared to the silence. "Jamie?", I called again. I heard a few muffled cries and somebody cursing under their breath. Standing up slowly, I put my hands out in front of me. I walked a few steps forward; I could hear my footsteps and felt tense. I found a wall and started feeling it for a light switch, but the wall felt like cold, cold concrete. "Jamie? Grima? Cops or little booger boy?", I gulped. I would of been grateful for anybody right about now.