Emilia's POV
I feel a bit of pain start to creep up my skull and I wince from it. I move to rub my temples and try to move off my bed to get some Tylenol from the bathroom when I notice that I can't move my hands. I grimace and try to open my eyes. Even though my eyelids feel heavy I force them open, wanting to know what the heck was pinning my hands down. Light floods into my irises and I squint from the brightness. Once my eyes adjust to the light, I notice that I am not in my room. Instead, I am on the floor laid down flat on dry concrete. I move my hands once more but still they don't budge. My hands were tied behind my back. My hands are tied, my mouth is gagged and I'm in an unfamiliar place. I start to hyperventilate. I blink rapidly and breathe to calm myself down, but I don't mov
