Fiorella’s POV
Dark. It was all dark. Pitch black. I could feel I was restrained completely. My wrists rubbed against the metal cuffs cutting my skin open. My legs were bound by cuffs too. I was sitting in a weird position, making all of my joints protest in pain. I did not remember getting here at all. All I remembered was washing my hands in the public restroom in the mall and then a prickle on my neck in the back.
I had woken up dizzy and nauseous, whatever they injected me with was definitely having its side effects on my body. I was already bound by the time I woke up. I could feel the ground swaying a bit making me conclude that I was definitely on a boat or a ship of some kind. Remembering all the training, I tried to make my chair scoot forward so I can reach a wall. But th
