Isabella's pov:
It was quite dark inside but I could still see the bodies of my friends blocking my view. Someone switched on the light of their phone and the thing I saw next sent shivers down my spine.
"No..." A faint denial escaped my lips as my heart was beating violently against my chest.
"Kathrine?" Sandi called her name and ran towards her.
I was unable to process.
She was lying unconscious on the floor, her beautiful golden locks smothered in dust and a dark red liquid. It didn't take me long to realize what the liquid was. Her pale limbs were tied up roughly in ropes. Sandi hurried towards her and lifted her injured head gently.
"Come on help me, she's alive." Sandi covered up her wound with her skirt and looked at the three of us with annoyance visible on her face.