ELOISE'S POV

The smile and excitement all disappeared when I saw Tony drive into a creepy looking warehouse that looked like library too.

The stench from the place was horrific.

It smelled like musty books, damp stone, and every day things rotting.

The place felt as though it had gone dark ages, and I'd just been buried alive in a tomb.

The smell of dead bodies and blood had become as familiar as my own stink.

I didn't need the ceiling caving in around me to know that I was in Hell.

I'd seen enough horror movies to know.

As soon as we pulled into the long gravel driveway that...