WARNING!!!- Strong Language and Gore
(Short Chapter)
Josiah (Third Person) - He wakes up on the cold floor with a pain in his neck, he squints at a person in the corner, but it doesn't look like the girl he saw a day ago. "Who are you?" He asked the boy in the corner. "Mi." he said while standing up. He looks about 6 or 10 years old with really baggy jeans and lines under his eyes. "Is that your name?" He asks him as he stands up and walks towards him. The person pushes him and runs out of the old, dusty door. Running as fast as his little legs could carry him, he went to see if the door was locked. To his surprise it wasn't so he quietly opened the door and walked out in the hall. Then he heard faint voices coming from the next room.
"What the hell is wrong with you son!" He heard one person say. "You were supposed to stay there!" Josiah slowly crept towards the next door, trying not to make a lot of noise. He crept past the door and walked into the kitchen. He was trying to find the front door, but instead he opened a door to....