I woke up hurting and cold. I felt as though I had a hangover with how much my head was pounding. As I came more to and I knew I wasn’t lying down. Cracking my eyes open I looked around. It looked as if I was in a basement of some sort. I tried to move but soon realized that I was handcuffed to a chair. All four sets holding my arms and legs captive were soaked in wolfs-bane. Every move burned to the bone. I started to yell trying to get someone's attention so I could get some answers but was soon shut up by another voice. “Shh what are you doing? You are going to make them come back.” I looked to the corner of the damp room. There crumpled into a small ball was a young girl. She looked about my age but was hard to tell with how skinny she was. Even from this distance and the little light
