At the end of the first month, I decided to pay my friend more to celebrate a full month. As I was walking out to the alleyway, I noticed something different. The man was gone, and it was deathly quiet. I took a couple glances to look for the man when a hand pushed me against the concrete wall.
"Get down!" as the man shouted as he kicked into my lower knee sending me to the ground in agony. As an instinct I put my hands up to signal I didn't want to fight. He took it as a chance to wrap his hands around my neck.
As the man squeezed tighter around my neck, my sight started to blur. I took a last attempt to breath until I became fully unconscious.
I woke up in a cold room. I throat was crushed which made it harder and harder to breath. As I slowly gained my eye sight, I took in my surroundings.
All the walls were grey, cold, and made of concrete. The air was dry, with no windows.
My hands and feet were chained to the wall.
