Cassie whimpered in pain as she woke up, her head feeling like it was splitting open any second.
“Cassie?” Joshua’s voice reached her ears, and she slowly turned her head to see him kneeling on the other side of metal bars that seemed to be made of silver.
“What happened?” Cassie groaned as she slowly sat up on the cold concrete floor below her. She raised her hand and winced as she touched her head, and her fingers were stained with blood when she looked at them.
“We were attacked and taken somewhere,” Joshua sighed, “It’s a pretty bad cut. How are you feeling?” he asked, concerned. He was pretty roughed up himself with a black eye and a cut lip, and Cassie had a feeling it had happened after the crash. He had silver handcuffs around his wrists, and Cassie could see the pain in his ey
