CHAPTER: 18

I thought it was Louis, but I couldn't have been more wrong. The footsteps quickened as they drew near. It felt like four to five people surrounding me. I opened my mouth to speak, but suddenly, someone grabbed my face and taped it shut. My hands were then tied, and I struggled to free myself, but it only seemed to annoy them. They administered sedatives, and for the fourth time, I lost consciousness.

While I was unconscious, a lot must have happened because when I woke up the next day with the sunrays on my face, I found myself in a strange, old house, with dust covering every inch of the room. As I sat up, I couldn't see any way out except for the ventilation window, which had a mesh, and all the doors were closed. I struggled to break free, and just as I was making progress, the doors swung open, and five men walked in. The one in the middle approached me, caressed my face, and said, "All these years, I searched for you, and here you are, falling into your own trap."