Berkley
I want to open my eyes but from the pain my head is giving off, I'm a little hesitant. My head hurts, I'm cold, and my mouth is so dry it feels like I starred in the music video of Colt 45 by Afroman. Smacking my lips together unapologetically, I grumbled as I tried my best to sit up. I can't help but blink rapidly as I open my eyes. The sun shinning through the window makes the light a little harsh on the eyeballs. "Christ," I rub the back of my head where most of the pain radiates from. My fingers graze over a goose egg, causing a hiss to escape through my teeth.
"Does it hurt?" a male voice speaks, startling me.
Not really appreciating the spook they gave me, I twisted around and glared at him. "It doesn't feel great." I look around the empty room now that my eyes have adju
