“Rylee’s p.o.v.”
My head was spinning, ears were ringing so loudly that I wanted to puke again. It was hot an I mean like sweat your balls off if I had any hot. I was laying on something very hard like cement. My wrists were in pain from something heavy around them. When I tried to move to sit up my arms were stopped by something. I slowly opened my eyes to see that I was cuffed an chained to a wall.
I pulled myself closer to the wall to lean against it. I opened my eyes fully an looked around the small darkish room, there’s one small window to my right letting in some light and a door to my left. There was nothing around me on the walls an the room was almost empty besides an old iron like folding chair, next to a bright orange Home Depot bucket and a small folding table in the far cor
