“Jace! Jace!”
Jace slowly opened his eyes and felt his cheeks pressed against the cold floor. He tried to pull himself up and realized that his hands were tied behind his back. He used all his strength as he tried to sit and ended up in a kneeling position.
He took a quick glance of the room and realized that he was being held captive in the same room. He noticed that the portion of the room behind the glass door was completely dark. He turned around to look at Sameer who had a relieved expression on his face.
He could hear the noise of the clash between the two undead armies in the distance.
“It’s pretty hard to wake you up.” said Sameer in a low voice.
“I was smashed on the head.” said Jace as the back of his head singed.
“Did you look at the glass box?” asked
