The Prisoner?

She wakes up to a throbbing pain in her head, darkness surrounding her , accompanied by a dark dangerous yet peaceful aura.

Her back was leaning against a wall as her lower body felt almost numb all thanks to cold dungeon floor on which she was made to sit.

She tries to get up to only find her hands chained above her head. And a metal chain around her neck, weighing her down.

Fear enters her insides like anything.

And she gulps, thrashing her hands. To only find them secured above on a metal hook.

"Get me out of here! Fuc*!"

She curses looking around to see nothing. It was too dark to make out anything around her. When suddenly,she hears a low voice that made chills run down her spine.

"Stop moving mate. It's useless."

Afraid,she looks up to see a silhouette of a man approaching her, with his hands behind his back. A dark aura surrou