Isha
Ugh, my head feels weird. Why is it so fuzzy? Is that bacon I smell? The loud grumble from my stomach tells me it is. Blinking my eyes open, I was surprised to find it very dark. Looking around the room, it looks familiar, but it’s so dark. Wasn’t I in the hospital? This is not a hospital room, there would be some ambient lighting. Seeing a lamp on the bedside table next to me, I clicked it on.
No! No, no, no, why am I in the bedroom of the cabin I used to own with Jason? There’s no way I should be here. What in the actual f*ck is going on?
“AHHHHHH,” I screamed. I went to jump out of bed and noticed I was no longer in my hospital gown. I was f*cking naked and there’s a d*mn shackle around my ankle with what looks like a twenty-foot chain attached to it.
I pulled the bla
