Arek
To say my body hurt was an understatement. I don’t know where I was but I knew I was restrained. My arms are legs were bound and shackled to the wall. The cot I was laying on had a few springs loose and were poking me through the paper-thin pad. It was dark wherever I was and it was hotter than hell.
I opened my eyes and looked around. I could tell it was daylight through the thin cracks of the door. I seemed to be in a wooden shed inside a large cage with reinforced bars. My shoulder which has taken the brunt of the impact was tender and sore. Having my arms held up in the shackles against the wall was not helping whatsoever.
Suddenly the door of the shed swung open, blinding me with the sunlight and I growled. A tall guy with a bushy beard stood there staring at me, he sipped a
