After ensuring that Lexine was walking, he walked back to his position at the end of the group.
Lexine muttered some more obscenities under her breath as she followed after them.
She was taken to a room that was down a flight of stairs. The room was a far cry from the room she had woken up in. Despite the color scheme still being the same red and black, the bed was small. It could barely fit one person.
The sheets were clean, but the room was small, even smaller than the room that she used when she was back at home.
That was saying something. The room back at home was so small that she did not have space to add a moveable wardrobe. That was the reason that her mother had placed her wardrobe in her own room since it was a tad bigger than her own.
Before Lexine could turn and ask them where she was, the room was shut in her face. Lexine then heard the unmistakable sound of a lock being turned on the other side.
