On the other hand, when Theron opened his eyes, he found himself lying on a chair. His hands and legs were tied. And when he glanced around, he saw Damon was also in the same position on the chair next to him.
"Damon."
Theron called out Damon's name, since Damon was still unconscious. The room was different and gave off a strange vibe—there were only two chairs in the entire room, and only walls could be seen.
No furniture. Not a single object that could be used. Only one bulb was hanging from the ceiling, giving off light in the whole dark room. From any angle, it didn't look like anything else but a basement.
And just then, the door opened, and Theron's eyes turned toward it. As soon as it opened, that person stepped inside.
And when Theron saw his face—it was him. The same priest who was calling himself Theron's father.
"What the fuck? It was you who kidnapped us? How dare you?"
The priest stepped forward slowly, his eyes darting everywhere as he walked.
