After I was left alone with Joshua, I gave him a death-stare as a reminder that his one wrong move will cost him more. Taking out my dagger I placed it on his neck, hissing, “Now tell me, how exactly you survived here?”
“Wha- What the hell are you talking about, Rylan?” He asked nervously, putting his hand over to prevent from further moving and scraping his neck, “You, a worker in a bank, managed to survive in this place with no knowledge. You better spit everything out.” I paused, pressing my dagger over his neck, snarled, “Because you can also show the way just fine without this tongue.” I threatened, causing him to shiver up in dread. “R-Rylan, it’s not what you think.. I-I..” He tried to justify but I pushed him down, “And yeah, if you tried to be over smart and show us the wrong w
