Eighty-six

Keegan pulled over and a few of the men around the large building came up to open both sides of the door for us to step out.

“Thank you.” I said with a small smile.

Keegan held me as two of the men led the way inside the extremely wide two-storey building.

When we walked in, the entire place had spooky things hung on the wall and the curtains were all in dark red and white, covering most part of the wall. Aside from that, the room was very empty with only a few chairs here and there.

“That's Roger, your trainer.” Keegan gesticulated to a man on one of the chairs. He was extremely hefty and was shirtless; dark and scary tattoos ran all over his body and he was wearing something like a large black blanket around his waist with dark flowers like a crown around his head. His face also had what looked like mascara on his eyelids, lips, and cheeks. He looked really gothic and that scared me.

"Hi Roger." I waved at him when we stopped in front of him.

I glanced at Keegan and his face w