Chapter 22

POV Eric

I awoke to the faint sound of buzzing, my head throbbing I reached back to find a large lump on the side of my head. A bandage wrapped from my wrist to my elbow. I tore off the bandage to find a long singular scar running the length of my arm.

The room lite by an industrial square fixture above my head. It hung from a concrete ceiling and was producing the buzzing noise.

The walls of the room are some kind of glass with no door to be found. “Where are we?” I asked feeling Braxton stirring.

“I don’t know about you but this looks like every mad scientist prison from every movie I’ve watched.” He replied.

“How many mad scientist movies could you have possibly seen.” I asked sarcastically.

“Well like three but how many do you need to see to know being locked in a glass box isn’t a good thing.”

“Fair enough.” I told him. Standing up to stretch my whole body aches. “How the hell did we get here?”

“Last thing I remember was Darien pushing us out the door. Shit Darien,