*Micah POV*
“Sean, wake your ass up! That stupid guard fell asleep again. The keys look like they are close enough to grab this time.”
“Dude, his ass is like three feet away, I can’t reach that with these chains on.”
He was right. The chains had us stuck close to the back wall. My wrist was covered in scars from me pulling on them so hard. Lately, I had been caking them with mud that was thick like clay. Every day I was gaining some strength back. The muddy clay was enough of a barrier between me and the silver that it allowed Mason to start healing and gaining his strength back.
I saw Sean stand up out of the corner of my eye before gripping his stomach and collapsing back down to the dirt floor.
“What’s wrong? Are you ok?” No sooner had the words left my mouth before excruciating
