Chapter 117

Damon's eyes opened, greeted by a veil of darkness that enveloped his surroundings. His head throbbed with a relentless pain, as if a thousand hammers were pounding against his skull. Panic surged through his veins as he realized his hands were bound tightly behind his back, rendering him helpless. A tight gag prevented him from uttering a sound, his muffled attempts at communication swallowed by the stifling silence.

As he strained to make sense of his predicament, his ears caught the faint sound of rustling. It reverberated through the room, distant yet hauntingly close. The echoes bounced off the walls, creating an eerie atmosphere that hinted at his confined space—a garage, perhaps.

Damon's heart raced, each beat hammering against his chest in sync with the throbbing ache in his head. He wriggled his wrists, testing the strength of his restraints, but the ropes h