#Chapter65

Sydney’s POV:

The cell closed. We got locked here. Mason and I. Alone with those scary skeletons.

“It’s all because of you,” Mason complained, with his hands on the bar of the cell. The carriage moved forward slowly.

“Don’t blame me. We got free transportation,” I said, looking at the outside view of hell. Hell’s not that bad.

“Whatever. Nothing’s going to change now,”. He let out a sign and started gazing outside. My mind thought about my friends. I want to know what they are doing now. What will my mom be doing now? I know she will be angry about jumping into the portrait. But she will...