~Janice~
I can hear noises around me. It sounds like the start of a day. I move my wrists, rubbing them against each other until the bondage gives way. With my wrists free, I take the sack off my head, blinking profusely because of the sun’s brightness. I check my surroundings once my vision clears. They dropped me off at the side of the bar, where they found me.
I stand, my legs sore and my movements wobbly. I don’t remember much of the trip back. One minute I was crying myself to sleep, and the next, I wake up on the sidewalk. I stumble to my car, finding the keys in the door. I open the door and get in the car. I need to get back to the pack. I only have a limited amount of time to do what I need to.
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I arrive on packlands and park the car. I make my wa
