Stephany’s P.O.V.
I was trying to process what was happening around me when I opened my eyes. My head was hurting like hell. I didn’t know where I was because the room was not familiar to me. It was clear that I was on the floor and the coldness of the floor had numbed my body. My hands and legs were tied behind me making me impossible to move in my place.
I was thirsty and in the dire need of water. There was no sound around me indicating that I was alone in this dark room. I was looking for any source of light but it seemed that there was no window in the whole room. The smell of damp was filling my nostrils and I felt suffocated. With every second that I was spending in this dark cold room, my desperation was taking a toll on my mind. I couldn't panic or feel scared
