Adrian's POV
A gag was tied over my mouth when I woke up. I was blindfolded as well, though I could still see faintly through it, enough to notice the fabric stretched all the way down my body until it reached my legs. Only my toes were free. It almost felt like they wanted me to suffocate inside it.
I stirred, shaking against the restraints when I realized my hands were bound above my head. Pain shot through my wrists, sharp and biting into my skin. It was only then, thrashing weakly, that I noticed I had been tied. The same way Lance was tied beside me, his body dangling slowly in the same miserable position.
"Fa…ther…" I tried calling out, twisting against the binds. Through the thin veil of my blindfold, I saw him seated with that same expressionless look carved onto his face, staring as I swung helplessly in midair.
But my voice was nothing more than muffled groans. Inaudible and broken and only a mockery of words.
