The Broken Promise
Adrian's eyes snap open, and the world feels like it's spinning. His head throbs, and there is this weight in his casket- a stifling pressure he cannot shake. His heart pounds, but it's not from fear. Not yet. No, it's more like the blood is rushing back into his veins, reminding him he is still alive- slightly.
His body is heavy. Stiff. Like he is just been hit by a truck. His arms are behind his reverse, the rope tied around the wrists digging in with every small movement. The legs? The same story. Dead weight. But he doesn't watch. Not yet. All he could suppose about now was one thing Flora.
Where is she? What's passing? The last thing he remembers is. the scream. The gunshot. Her scream.
He tries to move, but his body does not cooperate it's wrapped in thick fog.
