21

I groaned, sitting up on the mattress I fell asleep on. I rubbed my left arm, feeling sore. I glanced around the room I was in. I didn’t recognize this place at all. Not only that, but it appeared as if a tornado had ripped through the small space.

A table was flipped, a few of the chairs that looked as if they belonged in the set were tossed around, and a leg was missing from one. The couch had a massive gash from one end to the other, the fluff exposed and thrown about. The shower curtain was ripped, and the rod looked to be broken as well.

I clutched the blanket that covered my body, heaving a heavy sigh before glancing down. I gasped in horror when I realized that I was naked. I squeezed the blanket for dear life, hoping that no one would be around to see me as I searched for my clothes. I scanned the room, seeing if maybe I could scout out the location of my nightgown. After a few moments, I found it lying near the couch. I shot to my feet and hurried to my clothes, scoping the