Sheriff Donovan winced at the pain he was feeling on his head as he slowly became conscious. His vision was a bit distorted and all he could hear at that moment were muffled sounds that sounded like someone calling his name. “Are you okay?" Deputy Camila's voice finally became clear. He turned to the direction he heard the voice from and saw Camila tied to a chair by his right hand side. “Are you okay Sheriff?" She asked again, staring Intently at him with this concerned look.
“I'll be fine deputy. Where are we?" He asked gradually regaining control of himself.
“Some kind of basement. Maybe in an abandoned house, considering how dusty everything is here” She replied.
He looked around and came to the same conclusion. “Any idea who our captors are or what they want?" He asked struggling
