Hundred and Fifty-Three.

“Welcome, Lyon Armstrong.” Lyon’s eyes opened in an unfamiliar place. He groaned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Where the hell is this place now?” He questioned unconsciously as he looked around, taking his time to take in his surroundings.

Abraham and Chelsey couldn’t stop watching him, it was as though he had fallen asleep on the couch but at the same time, he was still awake.

Chelsey was about to poke him when Lyon grabbed a hold of her finger, his eyes opened and Chelsey was taken aback by the sight.

It was completely white with his eyeballs being nowhere to be found, “What in the world?” She shuddered and sweat broke out of her forehead out of fear.

“You’re disturbing me.” Lyon’s voice echoed so hard that even Abraham was taken by surprise. Hurriedly, he rushed towards Lyon.

“Get away from him, Chelsey!” He yelled but Lyon got to her before he could and a slam sent her flying across the living room.

Wincing, Chelsey opened her eyes to see Abraham standing in front of her. Sh
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