My eyes blinked for a while, but my body wasn't strong enough to react to anything.
I felt brief touches against my skin, I sensed movements and noises all through my slumber, but I couldn't push myself to respond.
Until after what felt like forever, I was able to react to a touch on my wrist.
I shot immediately, with big panicked eyes, my hands were swift to seize those who confine me earlier.
I was breathing hard and fast when I take in the strange environment. The man I took hostage seems to have seen a ghost. In a way, our breath corresponds.
Where am I?
"Who are you and what are you doing to me?" I asked him the moment my eyes found the intravenous infusion attached to the back of my hand.
"I'm a doctor, I'm just looking after you." His voice trembled, I still haven't let go
