My eyes opened to bright lights. My eyes flickered until they could adjust to the light. As they adjusted to the light, my body started to ache in pain. I was sitting in a rusted metal chair. I raised my head, making my neck ache in pain.
I looked around the room and saw that I was chained to some rusted metal chair in some dirty concrete room. Water trickled down the walls as it formed into a puddle in the corner of the room. It seemed as if I was in some sort of basement. Soft lighting hung from the concrete ceiling, with exposed wiring. A table with all types of knives and pointy things sat on top of it in the other corner of the room. It seemed as if I was in some torture chamber.
I looked over at my hand and saw that it was wrapped up. It felt like my hand was stitched up, and slo
