*Saturday 12:00am*
I wake up frightened, chained up to a wall in an old, dark, rusty basement. I rub my eyes and tell myself everything will be alright, I'm just dreaming. But as soon as I take my hands of my eyes I remember everything that happened the night before, being knocked out and shoved in a car of someone's trunk. I see the dark figure I saw last night slowly walk up to the cell I am being held in. I drearily ask,
"Who are you?"
"Oh sweetie that's not important right now. Now, come with me and we can have a "friendly chat"". Oh god, oh god! I'm so gonna die. I can't believe this is happening right now, I should have just sprinted as fast as I could when I saw him.
He grabs me by the arm and drags me into a cold icy room and straps me to a cold, hard metal table.
So many thoughts and feelings were going through my body.
"Now it's time for me to ask some questions."
"O..ok."
TO BE CONTINUED....
