Iris woke up later in the evening, she slowly opens her eyes to the unfamiliar room which was dark and the only source of lightning was the moon that shuns bright through the small windows.
She lay on a torn cardboard box with a drip running into her veins.
"Aaaahh," a sharp pain hit her head, she rubs her temple. "What's going on?" She managed to ask. Then a memory of her giving birth flashed, and she gasped jerking up almost immediately.
"My baby! What did you do to my baby!!!!" She cried aloud she was weak generally and could barely lift a feather. The door opened minutes later, they walked in, about four of them and they were all putting on a mask.
"If you wanna pull down the building with your voice then be my guest but do not provoke me to end the love of that precious baby of yo
