Hours later when my consciousness came back to me, I found myself locked inside a room with my hands bound by chains attached to the wall. There weren’t any windows in sight, the door was built with strong metal, the light was dim and the place looked and smelled like less than trash.
The second I realized my situation, I tried everything I could to get myself out of these chains, but to no avail. My raw strength couldn’t break them, I couldn’t pull it from the wall no matter how hard I tried and they were tight on my wrist so I couldn’t wriggle my hands out of them either. My attempts to escape were fruitless and with the silver shackles burning into my skin, I only ended up with bloody wrists and weakened strength as a result.
Now, I was laying on my stomach with my cheeks pressed aga
