Chapter Fourteen

Darkness.

That was the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes. A suffocating, inky blackness that pressed in on me from all sides. The air was stale, laced with metallic tang of old blood and something acrid, like cheap disinfectant.

Panic began to claw it's way up my throat. I tried to move, but couldn't, my hands were painfully bound behind the back of the chair I was trapped to. My mouth was clasped shut with a tape, making it almost impossible to even utter out a word, my legs were bound just like my hands.

Where was I?

How did I get here?

The kids!

Then hospital!

I struggled, pulling against the restraints, the rough material digging into my wrists until they burned. But it was useless. The chair felt anchored to the floor, and the binds were impossibly strong.

I was trapped.

"Help! Someone help me! Please!" I tried to scream, but my words were muffled by the tape that was around my mouth. I tried to use my tongue to wet it, but it wasn't of no use, the tape was bound tightly a