Prologue

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My body jolts awake as I feel a tingling sensation more like a moving pain across my body.

My eyes refuse to open as it is unaware and afraid of what it's about to foresee.

Where the heck am I?
This guy who bought me here, what if he sells me or worse tries something scarful.

I slowly flicker my eyes open only to blinded by a bright torch like light above my head. My vision almost appears blurry as My eyes blink couple of times to adjust to the lighting.

I try to move my body but look down to see that I am vigorously tied up to a chair.

Slowly and carefully I move my head down to remove the rope from my body but the ropes alone made me feel like my body was on fire.

My knuckles turned white due to lack of blood supply as my body was exerting blood loss from various parts.My head felt heavy and refused to move any more.

Overall I felt weak and pathetic.

I lower down my head more only to feel my back arch in pain as I let out a moan in torture. Oh god what have I done to bear this?

Please help me out of this! I do not want to die in a painful manner.

My throat urged me to let out a scream but I knew better than this.

Ignoring the pain in my neck I lower my head down even more as my mouth reaches the strings of rope.

I open my mouth as I put the cloth in between my teeth and graze it with the little amount of energy I have left in my body.

Ohh, I can't my god, this is too tough and I am not I repeat I am not trained for this.

I yelp and I think my life choices. And No I'll not give up. What is the worse that will happen?
We all have to die someday but atleast I'll have no regrets that I didn't try to save myself.

I again put my head down and thanks to all the Yoga poses I've learnt I somehow managed to put my head below.

I take the rope in my teeth as I pull it in upward motion only to feel it's grasp tighten in my knee as I yelp and ahh the pain is unbearable.

I repeatedly do this for a series of time until I feel the rope slightly loosen and by slightly I mean like one percent.

I do this couple of times as I feel it loosen completely. I carefully remove the rope from my leg without making noise and after some effort I remove my hand ropes as well.

I look down to see my knees and wrists drenched in blood due to the pressure the ropes were held in but ignoring it I look around the room.

I see a door which is obviously locked so I didn't bother yelling "help" across it as I've figured this is an isolated area given that there are no cars or any vehicles going around or else I would heard atleast a horn.

I see to my right and am met by a small window. Now this window is enough for me to get out but it depends on which floor I am.

I carefully walk towards it without making a sound and see that I am in the second floor.

If I can crawl below than I'll be safe.

Cmon Eliza you've come this far, don't give up. Not until you die.

Okay I am not gonna die right? Righttt?

Ignoring the thoughts in my mind I take a pin from my scarf as I put it between the window and the racket.

I carefully tilt the window open as I hear a low creaking sound and am met by a weave of  fresh spring wind.

Just as I was about to put my foot in I hear a deep masculine voice behind.

"Took you long enough."

Before I could comprehend what's happening I feel a syringe inject itself in my neck and I fall into unconsciousness.

Oh heck not the syringe again..

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Hii 🍅s how're you yall? I am rewriting the book and I wrote this prologue hope y'all like it💗

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