Nikola's POV
"Lee…? Maleek?" I ask.
Damn. My throat is bone dry and roar like I have been swallowing sand or most of the night.
"Good, you're awake. Stocking up on beauty sleep, are we?" someone says.
I try to pry my eyelids open, "Leek... where am I?" I'm in a dank room with stained concrete walls and rusted cell bars.
"Cute you think I'm your brother. I'll take that as a compliment. Luckily for you, you get to talk to me for a bit," The mysterious person spoke.
Where am I?
Whenever I am, my family will find me. Sammy will find me. Sammy!
How could I forget my brother?
I tried to move my hand up to my neck, but it was strapped down.
"Beautiful pendant you had there…"
I should stay calm right now. Don't panic. Don't get overheated. I don't know what kind of hell hole I'm the last thing I want it to suffocate in the smoke of my own making.
"I take it was personal to you. Don't worry, I'm sure the worms are going to love their new toy."
