Alan had woken up and was wiggling underneath the chains around him. He was not an animal so why was he chained to the bed?
If they were so confident in themselves, why then did they tie him up? Why didn't they leave him to roam in the room freely?
His Uncle had also been awake and they had now been transported into a new room. It was painted green with a brown ceiling and Alan could tell even the ceiling was well fixed.
Breaking out wouldn't be that easy.
"How did you end up here, Alan?" He sounded pissed and Alan wondered why he was looking at him like that?
As if he couldn't have been caught.
Felix wasn't in disbelief, he just looked disappointed.
"I could ask you the same thing, Uncle." His head turned around later, to check if he could sense anything.
