Tyson

Ida coughed, before opening her eyes, surprised to find herself in an ice-cold room.

Her hand went to her head, which felt like it had been pierced with a thousand needles, she sniffed, when she saw the dried red stain on her hand 'Blood'.

'How did she get here?' she asked herself before the memories of what had happened earlier began resurfacing in her head.

Her heart tightened, goosebumps all over her body, due to the coldness of the mist-covered room, the smell of fish hit down to her guts, and she felt like puking, before realization dawned on her, she was in a cold room, where fish were stored.

As minutes went by, her eyes began getting blurry, as she curled in a certain spot on the floor, the tears sliding down her eyes, had turned cold, with the cold temperature of the room "Help.." her voice sounding less than a whisper, as she clutched on her chest, which she felt was going to tear apart if she doesn't get out of this place "Corbin..." she whispered before her eyes went shut.