JESSICA'S POV
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I could hear the faint whistling of the wind as I sit in complete darkness. "Hello?" I yell out and my voice echoes around me. It's cold, my toes are numb, my hands icy and I'm shivering as I sit on the cold floor beneath me.
"Hello!" I yell as fear crawls up my spine. I try to feel around but as I try to stand, my legs give in and I'm out of breath.
That asshole drugged me again...
I crawl as I feel around, dragging my body across the floor but all I feel is rough particles under my palms...It must be dust or sand...It feels gritty as I feel myself to a wall and I tense at the stone feeling. Nowhere in our pack is there stone walls, no basements, no sells, no homes, no rooms.
I have no idea where the hell I am...
"Nick!" I yell out, but my own words and voice echoe
