Chapter 24 From Friends to Foe

• Third Person POV
• Tyler sat on an old rugged chair. His head hung low, and hands tied to the back of the chair with silver shackles that weakened him a bit.
• Though the room was fairly lit with the moonlight, he was unable to see a thing from the blindfold. His body was full of all the lingering sweat and blood his body was covered in, making him rather uncomfortable. This was evidence his body had been harshly beaten countless times and was making him angry just to think of it.