Isalo's POV

The door was creaked open and I was pushed in. The room was as small one with a table and a chair at a corner. Light tore into the room through a small window.

The door clicked. "Sit."

My heart slapped hard against my chest. I didn't know what was going to happen.

"Didn't you hear him?" Janos crossed his arm and nodded at the chair. "Sit."

I scratched my and reluctantly walked to the seat. Sitting down, I stared at the two men. Deep down I hoped Heraya was fine.

"You'll be out of here in no time is you tell us what we want to know,"...