It's freezing. And dark. My face hurts. I can't see anything. My stomach aches as panic sets in. I hear footsteps in the darkness.
"Hello? Who- who's there?"
The footsteps don't stop. They sound like they're circling me. I try to stand up from whatever chair I'm in but my wrists and ankles won't move. The harder I pull the more pain shoots through me.
"Struggling is pointless."
I jump at the voice. It seems vaguely familiar. I struggle to place where I've heard it as the footsteps grow closer to me.
"Whoever you are you better stay the hell away from me!"
"Now, now, no need to be so harsh. You knew I'd find you eventually."
My heart sinks as my body starts shaking. I feel cold fingers across my skin as a cloth is pulled away from my eyes revealing a large, empty, poorly lit warehous
