77. Captive

When I wake up, my vision is blurry and my head is groggy. I feel nauseous and cold. I don't know where I am. I try to open my eyes to get a better look around, only for my stomach to somersault. I begin to dry heave, using what little strength I have not to throw up. I lean back and feel my back rest against a cold wall. I lean my head back slowly, allowing my stomach to settle before I try to open my eyes once more. After several minutes, I feel the nausea begin to settle, so I try to open my eyes once more.

I realize my hands are tied behind my back, and my feet are tied in front of me. I seem to be in some sort of cell. The floor is covered in blood and dirt. There is only a small amount of light coming through a small hole in the wall. I can't make out much else as my vision is too blurry.

I close my eyes, hoping for the dizziness to subside. My head is pounding, but I can't tell whether it's from the fight or from whatever it was they gave me. Thoughts of Ash ring through my m