Kiera’s POV
My head is a little foggy still and I don’t know where I am. It is dark still, or is it another day? I don’t know how long I was out for. Wherever this place is, the smell is so nauseating I vomit. I don’t know when the last time I ate was so all that came up was bile. Where is Hunter? Is he alright? I am sure he is worried about me. The last thing I remember was being mad at him and running away from him. Everything is blank after that.
I wriggle around trying to get my bearings. I feel my hands are bound. Silver handcuffs. The burn was so familiar. I had to use my elbows to prop myself up enough to sit up. Using my feet I turn myself in a circle to feel around me. Just empty space. Where could I be? The smell is putrid, but not like back in Jarod’s dungeon. Worse. I didn’t
