Winter POV
It's just a dream, it's just a dream, I chanted to myself in my head, forcing my eyes, which feel really gritty, open, only to see nothing more than darkness surrounding me. Wherever I am, there's not much light to see. My head is f*****g throbbing and I wince as I try to move my arms and legs to no avail. Something was chaffing and I looked down to see that I was firmly tied to a chair, my legs tied to the legs and my arms behind me. I swear, but it's muffled by the gag that's been shoved in my mouth and tied around my head.
"Mmmf" I cry out, but there's no answer and my eyes scan whatever the hell this room is for any sign of escape. It appears to be a basement of some sort, the floor a hard concrete, various pieces of furniture in states of decay. The air smells disgusting
