*one week later*
Zane's POV
Its been a week since the passing of our mother and needless to say it has been tough for all of us but especially Garoth who has been so withdrawn from all of us it is like he isn't even here. He hasn't spoken a word to any of us and rejects laurence's attempts to confort him. He barely moves from the far corner of the room and just sits there all say rocking back and forth and mumbling to himself, I know I have never been brother number one and could never say that I particularly liked the guy but I hope for his sake that we find our way out of this mess. Travis has been a great help to me during this tough time and I don't know what I would do if he weren't here although I wish that he wasn't at the same time as who would want the one they loved in the predicament that we all have found ourselves in. Garte has only been showing his sick ass face to throw our daily food and water rations at as and to mock Garroths new found mental state, until today at least..............

Vylad's POV
As I am cuddling with Dante trying to take my mind off the death of mother I hear the loud bang of the door leading out of the room. I turn around to see Garte carrying the usual food and water for today and a large back filled with something, I'm not sure what it is in the bag but I can only presume that it is bad news for all of us. I watch as Garte walks to the middle of the room dropping the bag at his feet before sliding the food and water to the far side of the room none of us dare to go and retrieve it though even though we are all  famished and dehydrated from the lack of food and water. We watch as Garte pulls out ropes from the back and proceeds to tie all of us apart from Garoth to each other disabling our movement completely. We now have no way of getting to the food and water that we so desperately need right now unless Garoth somehow pushes himself out of the mental trance that he is currently in.

This is not going to end well.................