Shelly’s point of view;
I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on the floor. My head somehow aches. I was just about to get up but I couldn't. It was then that I realized that my hands and feet were tied up with ropes. I pushed myself up and leaned my back against the cold wall. I looked around but could barely see anything. It was dark and only the beam of the moon penetrating through the window served as my light from where I was.
I coughed and winced slightly at my dried throat. I need water. I gulped slowly but in vain. All of a sudden, I heard a door opening and closing after a while. I froze, trying to hear every single slight sound echoing around the square and then, it happened, footsteps.
Tap, tap, tap, tap
A figure was soon standing in front of me. Just two more steps
