Lina's POV
My throat tingles so I cough once. But I guess my throat is just dry because it hurts like a son of a b***h! I open my eyes and sigh at the unfamiliar surroundings.
I remember every minute details of yesterday night. Or was it days ago? How long was I out even?
I rubbed my scent all over the spray bottle and threw it down as the purple eyed man threw me over his shoulders. I hope someone catches that and finds a clue.
I look around and I don't find water anywhere. It's not dark but it is actually a well lit room. Not like those movies or the typical describe it to be.
I have a TV even. A bathroom. A wardrobe. And everything else. Except for food and water every other basic necessity is here. I wonder if they even locked me up in the correct room.
I sit there on the co
