Deja Vu

…Tyler POV…

I am sitting somewhat worried that Jenna has not returned to the table yet. She has been gone for nearly half an hour, and it just does not feel right to me. So I make my way over to the bathroom, but just as I step inside to look for her…

Everything goes black…

I wake up. My head is pounding; it throbbing like hell. It feels like a freight train has made my head mush. Before I can even think of opening my eyes, there is a blow to my head.

"Goddammit!" My voice echoes to the corners of the room bouncing back off the walls.

With his next blow, I am out.

Then I wake up again. I shake my head and soon become aware of my surroundings. I have a blindfold on, tied on a bit too tightly. I am either in a very dark room, or it is night, possibly even both. I am tied to what feels like a pole; it is cold and smooth to the touch. My feet are tied to the chair that I am sitting on, which is probably tied to the pole as well.

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