(Evans POV)
I woke up with a killer headache. I was locked in a room that looked surprisingly nice for a literal prisoner. I checked the door, the windows. All locked.
Even though I hated the situation I was in, I couldn't but admire the room.
The room is very big and spacious, very welcoming I would say. I was sitting on a king sized bed. It had white covers with black designs on it.
The same went for the curtains; white with black designs on them.
The windows were big. Very big. You could see the whole city, from wherever we were. I don't recognise the buildings that were visible though.
A few feet from the bed was a little table and two chairs and a small plant on it. To the right there was a desk and another chair that actually looked very fluffy and comfortable.
There was a dar
