The closing of the car door woke me from my sleep and I found myself lying on the ground, facing a black car with its headlights on. My forehead creased into a confused wrinkle when I had no idea where I was at the moment or what happened why I was in this area. Slowly, I looked around at the place and I couldn't see anything but darkness aside from the trees that were swaying gently nearby and the stars gleaming in the night sky. And it was only then I realized that my hands were tied to my back when I tried to move.
Panic skittered through me, making my heart beat fast in anxiety as I kept flinging my now trembling hands on my back. What the hell happened? Why were my hands tied? What am I doing here? What happened after I passed out?
I was recalling what happened before everything tur
