#Chapter 378 Escape Plan

Daisy’s POV

Somebody was moaning inches from me on my left, but I was too sleepy to wake up.

The moaning sounded again, and I felt movement next to me, so I forced myself to open my eyes.

Fear and confusion washed over me.

“Where am I?” I mumbled. I was lying face up on a narrow cot, looking up at yellowing drop ceiling tiles.

I tried to sit up to look around, but the motion made the room spin. A single light bulb showed me I was in a room with a concrete floor and block walls.

How did I get here? Who else was here with me?

“Daisy,” Anna said. She must be lying on the cot next to mine. Her voice was as weak as I felt. “Are you alright?”

“I think so,” I replied. I wasn't in pain, and I could move everything, but why was I so drowsy and dizzy?

“That gas they shot into your truck knocked us out,” Anna said as she tried to sit up.

“I’m so thirsty,” I murmured. I lifted my arms and realized my hands were tied together with something. “Anna, I’m tied up.”

“Me too,” Anna said. “They used zip