Logan
‘MASON!’ He remained in the back of the room, chained to the ceiling and floor. He was stripped down to his underwater, dirty, and bruised. I ran over to him and realized how unresponsive he was. ‘Mason, please tell me you can hear me?’ He opened his eyes as I lifted his head. I saw the hopelessness in his eyes. He probably thought he’d die in here. If I didn’t get him out, he may very well still do just that. ‘Logan?’ His voice cracked. It sounded dry like he’d lost the ability to project and fill a room with the volume I knew him capable of producing. ‘I’m going to get you out of here, I promise.’
I backed away and looked around. His chains were wrapped around wooden beams. The thick blocks of wood weren’t going to budge. I needed to break the chains somehow. I looked around and
