Calla POV:

All I saw was darkness, my hands were tied so tightly behind my back that I felt blood dripping down my wrists.

I know hiding under the bed was the most cliche idiotic place to hide but it's where Sinister had told me to hide. Bad advice.

I had been screaming at these spicy Quesadillas for the past hour, so they taped my mouth shut and put a bag over my fucking head.

We were in a van, they had thrown my body in the back like a ...