I don’t remember how I ended up in the dark room, bound and gagged, my head pounding. I tried to trace my steps in my head, but the fear of the unknown consumed me as I struggled with the ties around my hands and feet.
My head throbbed as I moved about, the tears spilling from my eyes and soaking into the rag tied around my mouth. The smell of sulphur lingered in the air like smoke from a fire just burned out. I mumbled for help, knowing full well no one would hear.
After a while, I stopped and sat still. I took in the surrounding as best I could. The only light that came through the room, was a sliver of light from whatever was on the other side, beneath the door. I was on the ground, but on a mattress of sorts.
The cold began to bite at my skin. I hadn’t noticed it at first an
