2.5| In Anticipation
She searched around the small cabin, to find anything that could help her get out. She didn't know what they gave her but whatever it was must be very strong because she was still somewhat dizzy. Her heart pounding in her chest like a football constantly thrown against a wall.
Darkness wasn't helping her, it was even harder because she felt weak and her head hurt. Eventually she fell back on the cot and took a breath and massaged her head for some relief. She could only hope she was strong enough to do something by herself. Her hand reached for the table that had water on it but collided with something sharp, it pricked her fingers lightly making her wince at the sting.
She caught hold of the thing and surprisingly it turned out to be a screw driver, she was glad
