Honestly, Seth didn't remember very much about his time in the cult. To be fair, he had been saved from it's clutches when he was only 10 years old by his sister, who had snuck them out on the very night of her 16th birthday.
She had told them that leaving that place with her family was the best birthday present she could ever have. Seth wasn't too sure about that, but she had always been like that. Fighting to protect him and the twins from the horrors of the world.
The cult itself wasn't situated in the city, in fact none of his siblings remembered exactly where it was otherwise they would have sent the police directly to their door. No, all he knew was that it was somewhere in the north, hidden in the depths of the highlands and all he could remember was the time spent wandering aimlessly through those vibrant fields of endless green, until they came upon Inverness, the city they were now riding towards.
