Mia
My eyes silently look around the room for any holes or windows for me to make a clean way out of this dark room. It's been almost half a day since I woke up and my head is pounding painfully. The last thing I remember is that I fought the big guy who's trying to drag me out of the cafe. Although I'm smaller than them, it's hard for them to drag me when I fought and resulting in one of them knocked me to the car which on point hit my head, instantly I lost consciousness.
I feel there's something sticky at the side of my head and I guess it's my blood. My hands and feet are tied at a chair in the middle of the room. My eyes have been accustomed to the darkness as I look around silently with my eyes and while my hands are trying to let itself go from being tied. It's painful and I know
