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Jackson did not say anything to me as he took me to the slave residence. He forced me into a car and drove off to the pack house where I was taken back to the dungeon. That man had tricked me into confessing. I was still going over the conversation, trying to think of a way I could have prevented this from happening. My heart was heavy I wanted to cry but there were no tears. My eyes were dry. I realised I was scared of how Kat would react. She was going to think I had betrayed her.

About thirty minutes later, my worst fears came true. Kat Stevenson was led into the dungeon by two guards. Her hair was dishevelled and her clothes were torn in certain places. There was some blood on them as well. The men pushed her into the dungeon and locked the door.

“I’m so sorry this happened,” I said, standing up.

Kat was glaring at me. She didn’t say anything, but just kept moving towards me like a zombie.

“Looks like something interesting is about to happen,” one of the guards said. He grabbed t