My eyes opened slowly, adjusting themselves to the darkness of the room. The only light in here was the little candle that burned away in the corner. Whilst beginning to look around i realised that i had no idea where a was, or, why I was here. The last memory in my head is opening the box, the puzzle box my dad had passed down to me from his father, when all of a sudden my bedroom wall split into two and began to open revealing the blinding light inside that could almost damaged my eyes. But after that, i don't know.
I stood up wearily, unsure of whether i was somewhere safe, and hit my head on something very heavy. I looked up to see a chain hanging down from the ceiling. Surrounded by more chains all over the ceiling that I had not noticed before. Where was I?
