Ava's Pov The first thing I felt was the headache. A pounding, stabbing pain behind my eyes that threatened to pull me back under. Then the smell—damp concrete, dust, and the faint, acrid scent of old smoke hit me, jerking me back conscious . I forced my eyes open, but my vision was blurry, swimming in and out of focus.I was in a chair. My wrists were tied tightly behind my back, the rough rope digging into my skin. My ankles were bound to the chair legs. Panic, cold and immediate, shot through me, clearing some of the fog.Where am I?I blinked, trying to get my eyes to adjust. It looked like an abandoned warehouse. High, rusty metal ceilings, dusty windows letting in strips moonlight. Piles of forgotten machinery and tarps were scattered around. I was completely alone.I started to struggle, twisting my wrists, trying to find some slack in the rope. It was no use. The more I moved, the tighter it seemed to get. I tried to rock the chair, but it was heavy and solid, as though it wa
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