Prologue

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Someone's POV

I felt myself regain consciousness, and everything was dark. There was a blindfold tied tightly around my face, and ropes tied around my arms. I could feel the wall behind me which was brick.

The wall felt cold and rough, I shivered. How long have I been down here? Days? Hours? Weeks? I've lost track of time. I feel like the only thing close to a clock is the drops of water falling next to me. I've lost count of them, though.

How did I even get here? I don't remember where I was before. Everything seems fuzzy. There's nothing to remember.

I'm stuck here. In the darkness, alone. But I do know that I haven't been here long enough for my kidnapper to come.

The worst part, I don't think I'm alone.

"Hello?" I yell.

I hear movement, but it's unclear whether the movement is another hostage, or just the person holding me here.

Someone walks towards me and I feel a small pinch on my arm. A needle. So it's just me here, alone with this monster.

"You're awake." A person says.

I can't make out the sound of this person's voice. I can't tell who it is. I can't concentrate. I've been sedated.

I can't say anything. I try and try, but nothing comes out.

"Let me-" Out. Let me out.

Nothing else comes out, just two words.

This is a punishment... I'm not asleep, I'm not awake. I'm in between. I can think, but I can't talk. I can't concentrate either.

Whatever this person has given me, is messing with my mind. Somebody help me.

Somebody help me. Please.

-Published December 25th, 2015-

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