"Daddy! Daddy!" Roseanne cried, watching as Alas kept kicking Pwat. Alas grinned at us, clearly enjoying it. I felt a mix of anger and pity.
"Hahaha, I love that look! You'll pay for killing my wife and child!" Dexter shouted, and we all froze as a cage lowered from above. Inside was Rose, dressed only in a bra and underwear. My jaw tightened. What had they done to her?
"Mama! Wake up, Mama!" Roseanne struggled against her chains, her voice breaking.
"See that? If you want her to live, make sure we enjoy this show," Alas said with a cruel laugh, pointing at a large covered box in front of us. A bad feeling washed over me; whatever was inside that box couldn't be good. I looked at my friends—Roseanne, desperate and calling out to Rose, and BJ, glaring angrily at Dexter.