I peeled open my eyes once more, trying to wrap my head around what was going on and to see where I was. I experienced a sudden pain, my head hurt so much, but I could not do anything about it because I was still tied up. I looked around the room and it was filled with shelves, there were so many that I could not see what was placed on them. The only things I had seen were small pieces of paper laying on the floor.
As I looked closer, and tried to drag the chair I was tied on closer to the pieces of paper, I realize that It was actually a picture, and I was the one in it.
"What the hell? Who the hell did this?"
At that point I knew it was someone I knew, I had James in mind because I thought I heard his voice, but then again I wasn't too sure it was him. I tried, by all means, to think
