Jacob Mackay...
Jacob groggily opened his eyes. His head weighed a ton and pounded against his temples. His vision was blurry. He tried to move his hands and legs, but they didn't budge. He felt like he had been drugged. Jacob groaned and blinked back his blurry vision. It took him a second to realize he was sitting in a chair. His arms and legs were bound. Jacob panicked for a moment. He looked around and found himself in a warehouse. It was one of Mayce's.
Silents sobs emanated from his side. Jacob focused and dilated his pupils in order to adjust to the poor lighting. He wasn't too sure, but the figure standing next to the wall looked like Sutton. She was bound to the post, and the bomb was still strapped around her abdomen.