It’s been hours and you have only heard the occasional chatter. Footsteps pass by you every now and then. And there is a scent in the air. Smoke.

You can’t be sure why you were taken. Not a clue.

you could feel someone nearby. Then your blindfold is ripped off

“Aren’t you a pretty thing. To bad your daddy is a dirty little pig”

A man grabs your chin. He pulls you against the ropes that bound you to the chair

It clicks. Osiris Nao. The man who put your dad in debt