I didn't know how much time had passed before I slowly opened my eyes, it could have been two hours or twenty four. I could barely see anything in the almost pitch black room and my head was pounding. I tried to bring my hand down to touch it but they were bound above my head. By the feel of it I was laid down on a very uncomfortable bed tied down in by the hands and ankles.
Suddenly the memories came rushing back, the kissing, the dinner, the wine, and then being hit over the head. I winced trying to touch the warm spot on my forehead where blood most likely was. I had no clue where I was or how long I've been here but I didn't have the best feeling about this, and the room was so cold. I was almost sure that my lips were turning blue or even purple. Julie, you there? I checked. Ya, she
