*Flashback*
It's pitch black in this cell. I can't see my hand in front of my face. I whimper as I try to crawl around, looking for the closest wall to help prop myself up on, but I can't find it.
"Ember." His mechanical voice comes from somewhere in the darkness.
"Oh babydoll." His voice taunts me again. I swivel my head like a maniac desperate to find where the voice is coming from.
I scream as I get drenched in ice cold water. Frantically I try to push myself away from the freezing water and into the wall that my "bed" is next to. Bed is an understatement, it is an old, thin mattress, that is stained with blood. My blood. My sore body protest the sharp movements and begs me to stop. Clutching my right side, where my 2 broken ribs are, I try to slow my frantic breathing and calm do
