I came here for information about the Grizzly Skulls, the infamous motorcycle club. That’s all I wanted, but I got so much more than I asked for.
Little did I know, information came at a price, one I wasn’t prepared to pay. With each question, I signed away my body, giving them more and more of myself until my life had been handed over to Grizzly and his inner circle, Kodiak, Ursus, Honey, and Sonny.
In one hour, they taught me to care for them. In the next, I was nothing more than their ‘little bird’ meant to be used in their sick game.
The cabin they locked me in was now my prison, but maybe, it would be the place I learned to fly.