My Living Nightmare

I'm lost.

I don't know where I am.

But the one thing I do know is who I am.

My "Father" had drugged me last night seeing as I was trying to save the young girl. She didn't belong here, so I fought long and hard despite knowing the trouble that I would get in later' but before long i felt a sharp pain in my neck knowing he had used a seditaive. As I am awake now I find myself in a bind. Literally. He has my hand bound by zip ties and my feet bound by the clothes I had been wearing. I slowly see him pace back and forth out the corner of my swollen and tired eyes.

Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

" My dear I have a question for you" he manages to get out between the cigar placed through his lips as the words flow through his drunken silk voice.