Riley POV
By the time I slowly pull myself out of unconsciousness, the first thing I notice is the silence.
It is thick. Heavy. Unnatural.
My head throbs painfully as I blink my eyes open, trying to focus. The room around me is unfamiliar too unfamiliar. I suck in a sharp breath as panic immediately claws its way up my chest. I am seated on a chair in the middle of a small, neatly arranged room that I know for a fact I have never been in before.
My heart begins to race.
The first thing I do is look down at my hands. I raise them slowly, half expecting to find them bound with rope or chains. But they are free. My wrists ache slightly, but there are no restraints.
Relief washes over me briefly only to be replaced by dread.
I push myself up from the chair in a hurry and rush toward th
