Iris and i had been captured for days. At least three. There was a small window high up on the wall in the basement dungeon, whatever we were stuck in. That window was the only way that I could keep track of the days. Even so, I was starting to lose track with the small amount of food they give us day to day and the amount of times i had been shocked since day one. I wont even attempt to count how many times that has happened.

   I heard the heavy metal door slide against the floor again and looked over at Iris. The chains were having a huge...