Chapter 5
Head aching, eyes stinging, thoughts foggy, I forced my head upright. My stomach churned and I swallowed rapidly as I worked to keep the contents inside where they belonged.
I attempted to shift position, to place my hands on my stomach to help quash the nausea. I couldn’t move; my arms were somehow pinned to my sides. I forced my eyes to open, vision bleary as I looked around. I was still in the dining room, strapped to the only chair to survive the destruction within the estate.
Horror swept through me, nausea intensifying, breath coming in gasps as I remembered seeing Dr Wood. I rocked backward and forward, struggling to get free. I could not let her imprison me again.
Blackness hovered at the edge of my sight, threatening to carry me away, and I fought to remain conscious
