Mad

"Isabella Russo's POV*

I wake up to find my hands once again chained to the ceiling but this time my feet were on the floor and not dangling like before.

I couldn't see anything and everywhere was pitch black, making me panic. Was I blindfolded? But I can't feel any blind fold on my face.

Why can't I see then? Did something happen to me? Did I go blind? Did they do something to me?

I felt fear as I tried to search for a source of light anywhere but I came out fruitless.

I hear footsteps coming from my right and I turn my head to the direction it was coming from but I still couldn't see anything, the person stopped moving and I felt goosebumps on my arms when no one says anything.

"Andrew? Is that you?" I ask but I don't receive an answer making me question what I heard.

Did I really hear anyone here? I'm sure I heard someone walking to me. I couldn't be imagining things.

"Hello? Why can't I see? What did you do to me?!" I screamed into the dark but my voice echoed, coming back at me a