His Blood

The voices woke me up

There was an annoying female one that was panicky and high pitched like it couldn't go lower and if it went any higher, the voice would become a screech.

There was a male one that sounded lazy, telling the woman to shut it or he was going to throw her out.

The third one was one I recognized, one I recognized very well, Connor's.

I opened my eyes, and behold there he was, standing above me with a scary smile on his face.

"You're awake", he announced and two other sets of eyes turned to me sharply.

I had been tied to a chair, I noted as my arms hissed in sharp pain when I tried to flex it and my eyes went round the room.

A basement of some kind, I wondered if I was still in the house of the Kemlers

"What do you want?" I said calmly, hiding my panic behind a firm voice.

The woman scoffed and my eyes narrowed on her, her fake extensions obvious to everyone within a five feet radius.

"What I want is quite simple, Dalia", Connor said, catching my attention as he cro