(Mylay's POV)
"Ugh," I groaned as I awoke to a splitting headache. I opened my eyes to a dark room and realized I was lying on a hard, tiled floor. I went to stand up on shaky legs and immediately felt a burning sensation in my right ankle. I looked down and realized I was chained to a pole with what must be silver. I hissed in pain as the chain dug into my skin. My eyes adjusted as I surveyed the room. I was in an old working station that looked to have been long abandoned.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps and smelled rotting garbage. Aja immediately started growling in my mind. I sighed in relief, knowing she was still with me. The door opened as three people with flashlights entered the room. "Oh look, she's awake," the familiar voice of Tim stated. "Tim?" I questioned in confusion.
Tim
