Gathering of past friends

Emily’s POV

I woke up to find myself in an unfamiliar environment. I tried to open my eyes, it seemed like they were gummed together. Obviously compressed by the incessant headache.

It was as though my head was been hit with a hammer. It penetrated my skull and affected my eyes making me to be momentarily blind.

I could only see hazily. The light rays were directed to my face. Finally I regained consciousness.

“Where am I?” was the first question I asked myself. I slowly recalled what happened earlier.

“It is Smith,” was the melancholic response. I painfully tried to turn to the direction of the sound. The manner I was tied up was causing excruciating pain in my knees and hands, maybe because of the twisted movement I made earlier.

Mr and Mrs Stewart were still unconscious. The subconscious survival instincts kicked in. I was trying to break free from where I was bound.

“Don’t waste your energy. I suggest you conserve your stre