Chapter seventy three
(Maria's POV)
(A few minutes earlier)
"John, where are we going?"
He doesn't reply and I have no choice but to follow blindly.
The only reason I'm not hysterical at the moment is because John had made a phonecall and ordered the person on the line to not touch a hair on my baby's head.
We had stopped in front of a Mill and my confusion was palpable until we entered the building and Into this underground dungeon.
I'm guessing it's a dungeon since I had seen a few cells on our way to our present position. The walls lack paint and our footsteps echoes with each forward match.
"John?"
This place is starting to freak me out, probably because it's crawling with vampires that is if the scent in the air is anything to go by.
We finally stop in front of a door and John turns the knob, standing to the side with a pointed look directed at me.
I precede him into the room which is surprisingly nicely decorated.