I groaned in pain. I couldn't see or hear anything, but what I felt was a s**t ton of pain. I hurt everywhere. As I regained more of my senses, I realized that I couldn't move. I felt a slight burning on my wrists, ankles, and neck. I realized that I was being shackled with silver chains. I growled. Or rather I tried to growl. My throat was so dry that I barely made any noise. As if on cue, a light flicked on above me. I closed my eyes as the sudden brightness made me see spots for a few moments until my sight adjusted.
Once my eyes adjusted, I was facing a man with silver streaked black hair and green eyes. His eyes held nothing but hatred. "Good, you're awake. I'm sure you're wondering where you are," he said, his voice grated on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard. I rol
