Mason groaned as the back of his head, including his temples throbbed painfully. He squeezed his eyes, trying to suppress the ache and slowly opened his eyes when he heard footsteps. He was met with a cold floor and white washed walls and frowned when he heard whispering coming from behind him.
"Ow," he whispered as he tried to move his hands, only to find out that they were tied behind him. He exhaled harshly and carefully raised himself on his backside then turned around to see a familiar female back with long black hair and an also familiar blonde man looking down at a table.
Mason automatically looked to his far right and gasped when he saw Ciara, unconscious, gagged and lying on the tiled floor.
"Ciara?!" He shouted, which got the attention of the adults in front of him, one spun a
