I woke up hours later, in chains. I groaned, my body ached,my head felt like it hit a freight train, and my broken arm was just as broken. I was in a cavelike room, blood and meat everywhere. It stunk. I looked down and was wearing my same shirt, except it was bloodstained. I wasn't sure if it was my blood or my dad's. I heard two voices. "Good, fresh meat!" one crazy excitedly said. The other said "Boy not meat, he special, must not eat." "But... What about his friends?"the other said. "They will never find this, we under mall. Underground, hidden." the second said.I blacked out again.
Sorry for all grammar errors, I was lazy and on an iPad lol.