"What is this place?" I ask him, looking around. This place gives me the shivers like it was full of dark energy. It felt like I walked into a tomb or over someone's grave. Darius says nothing, making me look back at him to find his eerie demonic eyes watching me.
“You shouldn't have come down here,” he snaps at me as his hands slam against the wall on either side of my head. The moment they do, lights flicker, and I hear the sound of a generator turning on, the fluorescent lights on the ceiling blink to life, illuminating the space.
“It's a bunker,” he finally says, pushing off the wall and stepping away from me.
“Why are you here?”
“I followed you. Don't ask me how because I don't know how,” I tell him, looking around the space. I find a tiny kitchen, a bunk bed, and scattered belo
