Chapter hundred twenty-six

Ariah’s POV

I was so shocked that I didn’t realize when the truck stopped moving.

The people I saw in the back of the truck weren’t effigies, they were dolls or mannequins, those were real humans! Covered in dust and blood that I suspected to be their own. The worst part of it all was that they were all dead.

“Prisoners,” Leia said to me in a choked, low voice. “Prisoners that died from too much torture and probably starvation.”

I gasped with horror and that was when my senses tingled and I felt the presence of someone behind me. I turned and met the shocked face of a huge, angry man, it was the driver and the surprise in his eyes still revealed itself through his anger.

“Who the fuck are you and how the fuck did you get into the truck?” He roared in a deep, intimidating voice.

I stared at the dead bodies again and my heart broke as a wave of pity swept over me. I looked at the angry driver and said, “I’m just trying to get out, I don’t know how I found my way in here but I…I’m lo