I looked around the dark room where there was only one light in the corner farthest from me. It shined down on a desk full of... surgical tools and a gun with silver bullets!
Oh shit I thought. Where am i? Next to the desk was newspapers and a bloody axe. I shrieked. The tape across my mouth was sticky, dirty, and wet with my saliva.
I had to figure out who i am before i do anything else. So i focused on my head and shut my eyes tight. My mind flashed backwards in time.
I saw who appeared to be myself, a girl, in bed soundly asleep. My phone on the floor with the earbuds still blasting loud music. Her caramel hair spread out everywhere on her pillow in a messy tangle. Her long dark eyelashes matched with her dark uneven eyebrows. She was cuddled up warmly in bed with her green and blue soft big blanket wrapped around her. Her head lying on a big fuzzy pillow. On the dresser next to her was an award for 1st place for her volleyball team. Her or, my name was GASP, Victoria Billson! I panicked and tried reaching out to wake myself but my memory collapsed and I was once again in the cold damp dark room.
