Release

Chapter Three

When I came to my head was pounding and it felt like a giant stone was sitting on top of my chest. I tried to open my eyes but black dots swam around my vision. Closing them with a snap and I grunted and tried to reach out with my senses.

I heard a distant drip of water.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

I felt a tight binding latch itself around my wrists and force my shoulders into an uncomfortable position. My black hair had fallen in disarray and I could only imagine how terrible I looked. I was sitting on an uncomfortable metal chair and it squeaked each time I shifted.

My breaths came out slow and quiet as my drowsiness continued. But it felt loud and grating in my ears. I could hear my heartbeat in my head and felt the white hot burning on the left side of my face pulsing in pain.

I rolled my head backwards and half way across I winced in pain. Snapping my eyes open I finally took note of my surrounds. Instantly fear and panic kicked in as I remembered what happened to me.

I could hear and feel my heart pumping around my head. The oxygen escaping my body was faster and faster. I tried to shift my hands away from each other but I soon discovered a thick rope had bound my wrist together and secured them to the back of the chair.

Panicking, I tried to stand up but then to discover that my shoes had been taken and more rope had wrapped itself around both ankles so I couldn't stand. The ropes dug in painfully as I tried to get them off. I gave a strangled terrified sound and my breathing picked up even further.

Oh god, oh god, ohgod ohgod ohgodohgod!

 

No, this can’t be happening, no, no, no, no, no!

I felt tears begin to leak out of my eyes and I tipped my head back and let them run down my face. Slumping forward my dark hair fell around me in greasy waves as I again tried to break free of my bonds.

With no success apart from bruising my wrists even further, I collapsed back into the metal chair.

Ok Chloe, you have to be calm, think logically, first breathe. Don’t panic! Just focus on your slow breaths.

In.

And out.

In.

And out.

I began to not hear my heartbeat in my head anymore and my chest rose and fell slower as I tried to pacify myself. My tears mixed with the sweat that clung like a second skin on my body and my hair had stuck itself to my face and I tried, with little success to blow it away.

I closed and reopened my eyes, blinking a few times to make sure that I wasn’t in some alternate reality. The small room that I was held in was dark and looked to be an old warehouse building. Despite my self I could help but roll my eyes.