I woke up feeling a bit lightheaded. My lids were heavy but I managed to open them. The room was dark.
There was no light and for minutes, I struggled to remember where I was. Then it struck me. Carlos had found me. He had kidnapped me.
His voice had been the last I heard before I gave in to unconsciousness. My heart began to best erratically, my brain was frozen. I could not think of anything.
The door opened then, I was too scared and antsy so I remained in that position on the bed and shut my lids tight. I felt around for bedcover and quickly pulled it over my head.
The light came on.
Whoever that had come in said nothing. For some minutes I could not hear anything, then the light went off again.
I pulled down the covers and sat up. The light came on immediately.
"I knew you
