Justin
The world spun around me, and Niky’s face went out of focus. My first thought had been of when I was thirteen, but that was not where my memories took me. Instead, I stood in a dark room lit only by the torches on the wall. A bed was on one wall facing the door. Chains on all four posts lay on the ground. On the right wall, on the other side of the bed hung two sets of chains. Collars sat secured to the wall, and I shivered as I remembered why they were there. Blood coated the bed, the walls, and the floors.
I stumbled backwards, my breath coming in gasps. “Justin!” I heard Niky scream. Tears welled in my eyes as memories long buried resurfaced. It’d been ten years, and yet my brain remembered everything. Niky lay naked on the bed, blood dripping from the side of her mouth, tears
