IZZY'S POV:

My head is pounding against my skull when I open my eyes. Everything is blurry until my vision comes into focus. I slowly sit myself up on my elbows and look around. I'm in a cellar in a very long hallway. There are lines of cages upon cages on each side. Each cage has at least one man. I gasp when I see what they look like. All of them have scars, fresh and old, thick and thin. slashes across their bodies. Something that I am very familiar with. They all look like Xander's old wounds.

That was when I realised where I was. My heart beating hard...