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~Kiva

I roll my head back, groaning.

Consciousness has struck me harshly and quickly, dragging me back up to reality. My vision spins, something on the back of my head aching sharply.

It slowly dawns on me that I was hit viciously on the back of the head.

My vision eventually starts to steady, the messy splotches of colour finally piecing together to reveal my father.

"Kiva," he says in a calm, steady voice.

I blink. I'm in the room where I saved Erin, tied down to the bed. When I lift my hands, they are weighted down by thick iron chains.

"Why am I tied down," I ask breathily, trying not to let panic overwhelm me.

"Did you follow me, sweetheart?" father asks, taking a tentative step toward me. Behind him are two guards who stare me down menacingly. "Did Ark have you follow me?"

I let out a long breath, trying to process what is happening.

My father now knows that I've learnt about what is going on here. I'm tied down in a place where girls before me have been tortured and murdered,