CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN

“Welcome to the order." The ominous voice continued sending more chills into his skin, he could feel his skin crawling with fear as every hour that passed was met with a heavy echo from his heart.

All Logan could feel was that chill running down his veins, it was different from what he had expected and at the moment was starting to look more creepy as the event proceeded.

If there was any fact about the situation, it is most certainly the fact that he didn't sign up for this.

“What is going on in Rio, speak!" He had turned hoping that the other men were with him but instead, all he saw was emptiness. “Rio!"

“Logan…" a Cold voice called out to him and now that he looked it was a bit familiar.

He turned and could see it all, he could feel why that feeling of fear had been crawling through his soul all evening, that was If he still had a soul from all of what was happening.

“What the fucking hell is going on !"He asked the man-

He looked around now and could see why the room was warmer,