Chapter hundred thirty

Ariah’s POV

I didn’t know where I was.

There was a terrible ache ravaging through my head and it felt like I had a whole musical band, playing thrash up in my head. I groaned slightly as I forced open my heavy eyelids that had been shut for fuck knows how long. What was going on and where the hell was I? I wondered as I looked around the luxurious room.

Some scenes flashed in my head, I remembered killing a man, and then I remembered killing another man, this one more vicious. The next scene that flashed saw me running through a thick forest, panting heavily as I rested on a tree. The next flash, I saw blood, my hands were covered with blood and my clothes were soaked in it too. Then, I remembered my vision becoming blurry and the forest getting darker by the second until it was completely a black abyss.

I gasped and tried to sit up from the comfortable bed when I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I let out a sharp cry as a biting pain shot up my body when I tried to move ag