Love through a bellflower

Chapter 3 The Med Kit

I woke up in a bed with a splitting headache. I rube the area that hurts the most. I notice that im bleeding, and i start taking in your soundings. I'm in a room with a yellow selling light above me. it's attached to a selling as well it looks like something out of your anye or grandma's house from the 80s or 90s. The wall are a soft orange and the selling itself was off white and multiple spots were leaks are pron to happen. The carpet was a green shag carpet This Also showed the age of the house. I am on an old iron rod bed and l appeared to be chained to it. The bed had a plain white linen which you were staining a reddish brown with your blood. There was a night stand to my left and right. Across the right night stand was a vanity, and next to that was a window with white see through curtains that let the light from outside filter in gently. Across the Left night stand was a wood door. Everything had a white sheet over them, which had an inch of dust on it. The door opens and the same man as before walks in. He is holding a med kit. " Who are you?" I asked. " People call me jack" he responded with a sigh as he sat on the bed. " Why am I here?" I asked. He just stayed silent. He grabbed my head and forced it down. I heard him open the box and in a few seconds I felt a stinging pain through the wound on my head. I hissed at the sting. He just kept putting on the peroxide. After he bandaged my head he turned me around and lifted the back of my shirt. He did the same to my back. When he finished, he packed away his things and stood up. " I'm done, rest now" and with that he left. I gave the door one more look and layed down. I began concocting a plan. A plan to escape.