A grunt escaped me as I was shoved back into my cellar. The talk with my father didn't go well as planned which was no surprise there. I had threatened him again and let's just say he didn't exactly like that. My mouth throbbed from where he had leapt from the table and threw a punch at my face before he ordered the men to throw me back to the pit hole they had found me from.
Sighing, I crawled back into a sitting position as I leaned my head against the wall as I stared into the darkness. I have to get out of here, now that I know it was my father who was behind this I have to get out of here. Now, the second thing is if I can figure out where here is exactly.
I was too tired I couldn't get a good a look at it but I still know one thing. Wherever this place was, it wasn't Iravia and something tells me that wherever it was I was going to be finding it out soon enough.
