Eleanor POV
I woke up in an unfamiliar bedroom. Where am I? What is this place? My head is spinning, and the last thing I remember is that I got lost in the wood. Am I being kidnapped again?
But they didn’t lock me in the warehouse like last time. They only put me in the bedroom. Who did this? I swear if Mrs. Castro had anything to do with this, I would confront her myself.
I went to the door, and as expected, it was locked from the outside.
“HEY, Open the door!” I said, banging on the door with my fist. I tried for a while, but no response at all. I am starting to get a panic attack.
“Is somebody out there?? HELP!? HELP ME!?” I continuously banged the door until my fist got hurt. Tears brimmed down my cheeks as I didn’t get a response at all.
I sat on the floor with my back pre
