Kyle:
Kiara and I walked hand in hand following Brian through different alleys until we reached a wooden doorstep of an old looking house where he stopped.
He knocked the door three times, and it took whoever was inside a minute to unlock the doors, and by the sound of it the door seemed to have many locks as if to protect whoever was inside from the outside world.
“Father!” A girl with messy brown hair opened the door, she was could not have been older than thirteen or fourteen though the exhaustion on her face would confirm to a blind person that they’ve seen and been through hell throughout their days.
“Who are they?” The girl got in a protective stance as she looked at us, her hand held on her father’s wrist tightly as if she was to protect him should we decide to hurt him.
“Katia
