“…… go-….. ith her……”
“b***h….. find out….”
I internally groan- the throbbing of my head feeling much worse than how I woke up this morning…. Or yesterday morning… I try opening my eyes, only to see fuzzy images of darkness, and I close them again tightly, hoping to gain some sense of clarity. My mouth feels like cotton when I attempt to swallow, and I can barely make out the voices through the blood rushing in my ears.
I reach up to grab my head, only to hear the familiar clanking metal and a tug on my wrists. I slowly open my eyes, and, to my dismay, see thick, old, and rusted cuffs attached to each other, connected to a long heavy chain. I sit up quickly, and hit my head harshly on the ceiling… wait… that can’t be right. When my eyes finally focus, I realize I’m in a cage, one that c
