I open my eyes to a dark room, sore throat, throbbing head, and dry mouth. I lift my hand to reach for my aching head but it is trapped at the wrist. I panic and look over my shoulder to my bound hands outstretched over my head. I pull at them but there is no give.
I lift my head to look down my body, and I'm totally naked. My legs are stretched apart and bound as well.
I wiggle and yell for someone to help me. The room is warm, I try to look around to try to see something or anything that can help me escape. The velvet table rubs across my back as I try to twist.
I can't see s**t, and it sends me into a panic and I start screaming in frustration.
After minutes which felt like hours, I hear a door open, and light from the doorway shines illuminating the no longer dark hidden stairs
