(Grian's P.O.V)

  I woke up to the sound of footsteps downstairs. Opening my door, I quietly tip-toed downstairs. I flipped on the lights to see Taurtis sitting on the counch, staring at the wall.

"Taurtis, what are you doing?" I asked.

  Taurtis didn't answer, he just kept staring at the wall.

  I walked up to him, waving my hand in his face, "Hello?"

"You know Grian, I was hoping that you wouldn't become a problem like Sam, but I guess I was wrong," I turned to see Anastasia leaning against the wall.

"What did you do to Sam," I scowled at her.

  She kicked the wall and a secret passage opened up, with stairs leading down.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself," She nodded her head to the stairs.

  I walked down the stairs to see, what I guess was our basement. I gasped as I saw Sam sitting against the wall. His hands were chained to the wall and his head hung low. Blood dipped from his mouth.

"Well, now that you know about this place, I guess you should stay down here for a while. Taurtis, lock him up next to Sam," She ordered.

  Taurtis grabbed me and began dragging me towards a set of chains. I tried to break out of his grip, but he was to strong.

  After putting the chains on me, he stepped back to Anastasia's side.

"I would love to stay and chat, but we have important business to attend to," She turned and left.

  I pulled on the chains, they didn't budge, "Damn it!"

  I looked over at Sam, his head started to move and his eyes opened, "Sam, are you ok?!?"

"I'm fine, just a little scratch," He smiled.

"Anastasia, she.." He cut me off.

"Yah, she's planning to do something very bad, and she needs Taurtis to help her."

"What do we do?"

"Stop her, but first we have to get out of here."

"And what if we're to late and she wins?"

"I won't let her."