I held my tongue as I hit him in the face and kidney, simultaneously, Brittany hit his guts and he came down, the girl stuffed his nose and mouth and he passed out, then I tied his mouth with her handkerchief and his hands were tied behind him with mine. He was dragged against the door by the boy then we all continued our journey into the darkness. Our feet make little sounds as we ran all the way down and down and down.
In other words, we had no idea where we headed, we just kept running. We passed doors and windows, all were shut, the windows only showed us dark rooms, there was nowhere to go but the path we were on, and we had no other choice. I felt sweaty all over me, I tried to make sense of what was happening but I couldn't, we've been on the run from ritualists for some hours now and we haven't seen an escape route, well I never thought it would be easy to get out of a ritualist den anyway.
