CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR

Tori’s POV

I squeezed my eyes tight as the ringing in my head increased. I groaned in pain. My head hurt like a b*tch. I raised my hands to feel the back of my head where I knew my hair was matted and a lump was forming but my hands wouldn’t budge.

I opened my eyes but there was almost no difference from when my eyes were shut. Everywhere was dark. Black. Black was the appropriate word. Was it day? Was it night? I couldn’t tell. How long had I passed out?

I clenched my fists and pulled my hands but only a metal clang echoed in what I now poorly saw as a large empty and abandoned building. I was bound. Silver glinted in the dark. Were those metal rods?

I tried to pull myself up but my feet wouldn’t budge either. Bound by hands and feet. I came up short on who could have done this. I hadn’t figured it out in months, thinking I could figure it right now was just fool’s hope. I had nothing else to do than to wait for an opportunity, an opening, something.

What kind of sadistic human tied u