Meanwhile, Susan, whom everyone thought was dead, was being kept in a room with her legs chained to the bed and a collar around her neck.
'Why did he chain me like I'm some dog?' Susan thought and lifted her legs. The chains crackled at her movement. They were cold yet smooth against the surface of her skin. This way, it wouldn't bruise her ankle. "Who is that guy?" She couldn't help but remember the terror she felt when he hugged her and she shuddered. Whoever he was, he sure knew how to instill fear on the people around.
Suddenly, the door of the room opened and that fear she felt before, hit her like an arrow. Her body froze as she stared at his red eyes.
"Who... who are you?" She asked, trying to stop her hands from trembling and he smirked.
"My name is Davon. Make sure to keep it in mind since we'll be seeing a lot of each other for a really long time." He said and got closer.
