Ann’s pov
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
It was as if I walked into an episode of Game of thrones, dead people were put on those crosses, like they were meat being dried.
“What is this?” I asked her again because I couldn’t process what I was seeing.
Right below the crosses were bones, old bones, and skulls of people I am guessing died before them. The one in front of us opened his eyes.
“He is alive.” I said and tried to get closer to him, but Natalie held my hand.
“If you don’t want to die along with him then don’t do anything.” she warned, and the man looked at us. He was bled out that he didn’t even have the energy to ask us for help, I turned and looked at Natalie.
Honestly, I just wanted to look anywhere but there, they were so many of them. Every cross had a person na
