Warning: this chapter does contain graphic scenes with violence and torture. This may be upsetting and I urge you not to read if it may trigger you.
Amber felt like she was floating in a black abyss, unable to move or talk. Hours passed as she stayed blissfully unaware of what was about to transpire. She felt her limbs start to become heavy and her eyes began to open on her own accord as she groaned from the throbbing pain in her head. She blinked in confusion as she took in her surroundings. She was in a dipilated wooden cabin with holes in the walls and a large one in the ceiling that allowed the cold air and sunlight through. She could see the forest surrounding it as she tried to remember how exactly she had gotten here.
Her eyes widened in remembrance. Phillip had left her and she
