From the moment that Violet's father had kidn*pped her, she didn't have any hope of getting out of that place alive, so she was shocked to wake up and find herself in Carl's bed. Sunlight was streaming through the window, making everything seem too bright, too normal. For a moment she wondered if she had dreamed the entire thing, but there were chafe marks on her wrists from where she had been bound to the bed.
She had no idea what time of the day it was, or where Carl might be, and she felt a bit strange wandering around the house without him. The others were her friends as well, but for some reason, she needed him there. She didn't want to leave the sanctuary of his room without him.
We are downstairs, he said in her mind. How are you feeling?
She was not sure how to answer, so she s
