AGATHA
I felt lightheaded and my head ached when I woke up and regained consciousness. The place where I awoke was dark, illuminated only by the dim light from a lampshade, but I was certain this wasn’t my room.
Clutching my head, I rose. Even though I was weak and dizzy, I forced myself to walk towards the door, but I was disheartened to find it locked from the outside, likely to prevent my escape.
Light flooded the room as I turned on the switch. My eyes scanned the entirety of the room while I stood in the middle, trying to recall what had happened before I ended up here.
I approached the long, wide curtain and drew it aside. The wall of the room where I had awoken was made of thick glass.
I realized that I was in a high place. I was sure that the room I was standing in was on one
