The beast closest to them was a ferocious mastiff, and when it heard them, its eyes lit up, and it began to growl. Crystal could tell that it had been mistreated and that if it ever got out, it would kill whatever or whoever got in its way. A cold shiver ran down her back as they walked past the angry beast.
In the middle of the compound, they found Carlos. He was in a cage, curled up in a corner, and his eyes had a vacant look to them. He was no longer screaming, but the fresh wounds on his back implied that he had been recently whipped. Crystal whispered his name, and he snarled at her.
Crystal was dumbfounded. She thought - He doesn't even recognize me…
Eric turned to the closest guard. "Was this animal roaring just now?" he asked.
"He was," the guard replied. "But we gave him an injection, and it has already taken effect, as you can see."
