Chapter Thirteen

Opening my eyes had been a burden. They felt as heavy as bricks, and my head felt like it was on fire. I was confused as to where I was until the memory of the scuffle outside of my house hit me. I had bruises forming on my arms, and legs, but thank god no extreme injuries.

My hands were chained behind me, and the chain was connected to a concrete wall. They sure put a lot of thought into this place. I wonder how long I've been sitting on the floor. I was beyond disgusting. I could see black coating my legs, which obviously came from the disgusting concrete of the floors.

"You're awake, finally." A voice said, startling me. I jumped, and the man laughed. I suddenly saw a figure walk into the room, but I couldn't make out the face from the darkness.

"Why the fuck did you take me? I've done nothing to you." I spat with as much vitrio