An Hour Ago
Dave, who had fallen for a trap and found himself transported to a room, it wasn’t long before his senses became fuzzy and he passed out on the floor.
Two guards who were present in the room rushed to him, a mask on their faces shielding their noses away from inhaling the polluted atmosphere of the room; it appears that the room has been fleeted with wolfsbane.
Dave was pulled up and bundled over to a chair where he was tied up and still unconscious. Not long after, Jackson appeared in the room, a mask already on his face also, smirking underneath at the sight of him.
It wasn’t long before Adrian; his witch also joined the presence.
“We have him now, what’s next?” Jackson quizzed at his arrival, a small bottle that contained a clear liquid dangling inside in his hand.
