LILYA
My head throbs as I slowly crack open my eyes. The world around me is a blurry mess, and pain shoots through my skull like a relentless lightning storm. Panic grips me, and I try to sit up, but my body refuses to cooperate. It's as if I'm trapped in a nightmare, unable to escape. What the hell is going on?
Then, the creak of a door pierces through my disorientation. I squint, trying to focus on the figure emerging from the shadows. My heart races, and my muscles tense as I instinctively prepare for the worst. Who is this man, and where am I?
I manage to croak out a feeble, "Who are you?"
The man, who appears to be in his forties with a rugged face, takes a cautious step closer. His eyes betray a mix of relief and apprehension. "Easy now," he says in a calm, soothing voice. "I'm j
