Where Am I?

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AN: Some Chapters may include some swear words. Please proceed at your own risk.  

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 I feel numb.

   I can't see.

   I can't hear.

   Yet, I am still alive.

   Everything is black.

   And then I saw the light.


   "Ugh, wh-where am I?"

  I woke up with a pouding headache on my head. I felt so cold. I wanted to vomit so bad, but I can't seem to move my arms. I felt weak. Wait, is this anesthesia? No wonder I felt dizzy and weak. This anesthesia feels different, it may be basic anestheisa, which is made of chloroform and ether. The type of anesthetic that I took is the least of my worries. I can't seem to remember anything. Why was I given anesthetic in the first place?

    I should try to at least stand up. My vision cleared up and I saw myself on a wood bed inside a small room. There's a dresser next to the bed, a closet near the door and a mirror on the wall. I weakly stood up and limped over to the mirror. Even I forgot what I looked like. Not only that, I also forgot my name. 

   Orange hair, freckles, chubby cheeks and a short stature. That's me, I guess. I touch my cheeks and body to make sure that it's me. Just to make sure. I don't remember wearing a jumpsuit though.

   I walked over to the dresser next. There are three drawers. Someone's glasses lay on top of the dresser with a note folded in it. Those glasses must be mine, my vision is a bit blurry. I unfolded the note next. 

    "Liana Giles, 19, Manchester, UK"

     Liana Giles.. That seems to be my name, if nobody else is here. Unless it's someone's namecard they left for me. I'll take the name Liana Giles anyways. 19 seems to be my appropriate age, and Manchester is in the United Kingdom, right? So I can confirm that I'm probably in Manchester.

    I next tried to open the drawers. They're all locked except for the last drawer, which contained a pretty mint dress with some black shoes. I'll change clothes, this jumpsuit is very itchy too. I then exited the room.

    The bedroom I was in was on the second floor of the cabin. The floor is cold, yet it felt so nice to walk barefoot on the glossy, wooden floor. I saw a worn out sofa with a TV on the right side, a fireplace on the left side. There's a bathroom under the stairs. I guess I should wash my face and change out of the jumpsuit.

   Nothing like warm water on your skin to soothe your muscles.

   I felt refreshed, yet I still do not remember anything. I decided to find the kitchen and make a meal for myself. Let's hope that there's food in the fridge.

   There's a few eggs on the shelf, I can make some boiled eggs in the microwave with a bowl of water. I filled a bowl with water and placed some eggs in the bowl. I then covered the bowl with a plate, then I turned the microwave on.

   The TV is not far away, I'll try to switch it on and watch some shows while waiting for the eggs. Too bad I didn't remember any TV shows I liked before this happens. I flicked the TV on and changed channels. 

    Aha! The news! Everyone's go-to television channel!

    "On today's news, for April 13, 2017; another young woman was kidnapped from Manchester this morning. The police suspected that the kidnapping is related to the previous 12 kidnappings. All victims are female, around the ages of 13 to 20 years old. They all seem to come from rich families around the United Kingdom. Some confirmed victims are; Alyssa Brooks, Peggy Ford, Rachel Halls, Matilda Holden and Victoria Stuart, who was the woman kidnapped this morning. The other 8 victims are still being identified. For more information, go to our website-" 

    That was so tragic. Imagine all of the families of these kidnapped girls. They must be worried and shocked to find out that someone from their family is missing. The scariest thing was that the reporter said that the recent kidnapping took place in Manchester. Assuming that I'm in Manchester, I should really watch my back.

    Beep, beep, beep!

    My eggs! Better take them out quickly.

    I ate the eggs in silence.

     I glanced over at the clock on the microwave. It read 15:00. That anesthetic was very strong, considering that it made me sleep until two in the afternoon. I stood up and placed my bowl in the sink. I decided to turn up the radio that was sitting on the dining table.

     "An update on the 13 kidnappings, four more victims were identified. Their names are; Christine Coleson, Georgia Harrison, Thea Rhodes and Julia Prescott. For the locals in Manchester, stay safe. Our prayers go to the families of the victims of the kidnappings. May they be reunited soon."

   Gosh, it seems that this kidnapping spree is the most popular news today. I should really keep high alert for suspicious people. I wonder what I should do now, since I don't remember a single thing about myself. 

    Wait- My phone! I remember that I had a phone with me! It must be in one of the drawers in the bedroom earlier. That means I should find some keys.

    I searched the living room for any key, and I found a keychain of three keys behind the TV. I scurried upstairs to the bedroom and tried all the keys. Each key opened each drawer respectively. The third key locked the already unlocked drawer in where I found the dress in. The first drawer contains some VHS tapes with some labels. 

     "Watch Me"

    "April 2, 2004"

     "For Jenna"

    I'll watch them all later. I unlocked the second drawer and for sure, my phone and the charger is inside it, along with what might be my wallet. £500, not too bad. My phone seemed to be dead, I should charge it now.

    I heard the radio buzz again and I rushed downstairs to listen in.

    "The final update on the kidnappings; the police dubbed the 13-day consecutive kidnappings as the 'Manchester Kidnappings of 2017' since the kidnapper is suspected to come from Manchester. In other words, the final four victims have been identified: Danielle Elmers, Sarah Niles, Quinta Leigh and Liana Giles."

    I swore my heart dropped. I am Liana Giles. LIANA GILES. 

    Then I remembered. This is not my house, I do not live in the middle of the woods. I was suppoused to be at college. Yet, I still do not know what happened to get me here. But worst of all, I remembered that my mother. My mother.

My mother was murdered just recently.

13 days ago, to be exact.

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