An empty hope
Elizabeth's (Lizz) pov: It feels heavy. My eyelids. As if weight is being put on them. Fighting off the heaviness, I force my eyes open and strain my eyeballs to take in the surroundings. But it was nothing. Nothing, except darkness. I crane my head to search for some opening. Anything, that could be a source of light. Something, that can let me know where I am. Other than the distant voice of crashing waves and the musty smell of chlorine, there is nothing I can make out. Nothing that can give me the location of this place. It should be near some stream or a beach. That's what the crashing waves and the smell are conveying. Narrowing my eyes, I peer into the nothingness of the room or whatever it was to find something, to see something. My abductor at least. But there's no one. I can'
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