Hayleys POV.
Feeling uncomfortable, I began to stir and weakly open my eyes. My head felt like it was being banged with a hammer. I got my eyes working and all I saw was pitch black with an occasional lighting from the sparks that flew out of the bust-up florescent tube globe on the concrete above me.
The nippy air caused me to shiver. From what I could pick out, this place seems like some construction site. I tried to raise my hand and move the hair that irritated my eyes away but they were bound to a solid wood chair with thick ropes. I twisted them trying to break free but all it did was bruise my wrists so I gave up.
All I remember was being at the wedding and excusing myself to use the ladies room. After getting out, a hand firmly clasped a cloth to my nose that had a weird smell
