AN EVIL TAG TEAM.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. A violent cough worked its way out of me as my body jerked upright. My burning eyes were closed tight as my chest heaved with heavy pants. With difficulty, I flashed them open, the stinging feel almost unbearable. “What the hell?” I gasped, my eyes looking over the weird-looking place I was. I moved to get up, only to be pulled back almost violently by the restraints on my hands. I looked at the heavy chains around my hands and feet, as fear crept up my spine. My mind replayed the events that got me here. Seraphina and I had taken to our feet, and without looking back, we dashed and raced in between the horde of people. But all of a sudden, I’d felt the air knocked out of my lungs from the force of someone slamming into me. From that moment, everything went black. “Seraphina,” I whispered, trying to rub the burning sensation from my eyes. I looked around for my sister. She wasn’t here….where the hell is she? Where did they take her? I could taste some blood in t