Mia's pov
All Mia could see was darkness, her hands where tied tightly behind her back as she felt blood dripping down her wrist. Her mouth was gagged and placed a bag over her head.
They where in a van as she remembered them throwing her into the back like a sack of flour. Her head smashed against the metal floor, She felt blood dripping from her ear as someone muttered something in Russian then slammed the door shut.
That was an hour ago. Her head seared from the pain, her body convulsed from and equal amounts of fear and pain, She knew that she wasn't in a fairy tale, the situation she found herself was a real one.
The blood she could taste in her mouth. could testify that.
The van soared over bumps and steady paths, the steady hum of the engines burned into her ears. The pain and
