Hell

I was alone, bound, and completely outnumbered. All I could do was watch as they tore through the mound of dirt where I had buried it.

It didn't take long for them to uncover the sealed pit holding the urn.

These guys weren't fazed at all—after all, they already knew Ashton was still alive. To them, the urn was nothing more than a container, a mere object.

"Mr. Murphy, we’ve got it," one of them said, lifting the urn and holding it ...