168

Nerthus

The first thing I feel as I wake up is the cold surface I’m lying on.

Turning my head to the side, I wait for my sight to focus while I notice that I can’t move.

I seem to be constricted by ropes that are tying me to the table and I suddenly feel like I can’t breathe. My clothes are missing, my body shaking as I’m only dressed in my lingerie and I dread the moment when we will find out why we are in this shitty situation.

My panic is crushing my throat, my breathing getting heavy as I try to pull at the ropes constricting me on the shiny surface.

Checking the room, I see Danny lying next to me. He is bound to a table as well but seems to be still knocked out, and for a moment, I’m glad as I couldn’t take his desperation which would be adding to my panic.

The gas must have been inducted into the room on purpose to knock us out and I fight hard not to faint at the thought.

I groan, turning my head to the other side as I hope it will reduce the pulsating pain in my skull.