Stars. That's all I saw as I faded in and out of consciousness. Sometimes I'd hear some words, but couldn't catch the whole phrase, which resulted in my confusion only growing. I wasn't comfortable, though at the same time, I was. I felt like I could sleep for the rest of the year, though I also felt as if I had to wake up as soon as possible. Flashes of memories were racing through my mind, though I wasn't able to put them in the right order and make a proper storyline of them before I would go out again. It went like that for quite some time, though I didn't exactly knew how long it took for me to finally gain consciousness and realize what was happening. In a slight panic at the realization, I quickly opened my eyes, my head hurting when I tried to sit up straight immediately, but failed as my ankles and wrists were still tied together tightly, although the rag had been dismissed. Immediately a hand touched the back of my head, keeping me on whatever I was laying on, as other pairs of hands kept me still as well. " Stop moving, sweetheart, it's okay, we're not going to hurt you. Yet." someone whispered in my ear, and I recognized the low, husky voice that had threatened me multiple times already. He snickered to himself, though his mates didn't join in. He was sinister through and through. " Get your hands off of me, you nasty, self-indulgent, big-headed, arrogant,..." " Your whole life depends on you finishing that sentence." All rights reserved! Highest rank: ≠27
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