AMBER
My fingers stroked the ground beneath them, clawing at the damp gravel.
I inhaled, or at least, I tried to, but something was stuffed in my mouth, making me gag.
What the hell?
I tried to move, but pain shot through my head and back, forcing me to stay still.
I wiggled my toes, relieved when I felt them rubbing against the dirt.
I’m barefoot.
It was dark, and I raised my arm, only to hear a clink of chain preventing me from reaching in front of me.
I panicked, tugging both arms at the same time, dread filling my stomach when my movements stilled, confirming that chains secured me to the wall.
A sob rose in my throat, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to breathe, so I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the fabric that was wedged in my mouth, the tail of it dangling down my th
