VALENTINE
I woke up, my eyes struggling to adjust to the dim light. A dryness in my throat immediately sent me into a fit of coughing.
Then I started to sneeze. It was the dust.
As I looked around, I realized I was in an old, dilapidated house that seemed like it would crumble at any moment.
Where was I, I wondered. My memory was foggy. The last thing I remembered was the incredible amount of pain I had felt before my world went dark.
My memory then began to come back. Slowly. I remembered Kerri and what she had done. The second the thought settled in, my gaze wandered around for her presence.
It didn't look like she was close. But that did not bring me any semblance of peace.
When I tried to get up, I discovered that my hands and legs were tightly bound with ropes and on top of
