Aira's point of view.
"Jax?" I cried out as Layla was trying to unchain him.
I walked over to Layla and helped her reach the chains by kneeling down and having one knee in the up-right position for her to stand on, holding her with my arms to keep her balanced. "It needs a key" She whisper-shouted at me and we looked around, but deep down we knew Evan wasn't stupid enough to leave the key behind.
"Layla, I have a bad feeling" I whispered to her.
She looked back at me with concern. " So do I," she said.
The cellar doors burst open with a bang and we panic-looked for somewhere to hide out of sight. Layla hid behind some stacked barrels and I hid behind a weird metal shelf with paint cans stacked on it. I sat down and brought my knees to my chest.
I couldn't see anything, but I heard
