One hundred and Forty-Six

Naomi

M6 head throbbed hard as my eyes fluttered open and a groan left my lips. My hands moved to touched the area of my skull that hurt, but they were held above my head.

Alarm bells rung in my head and the sleep in my eyes cleared immediately as I took in my environment. It was pitch dark, but also damp.

My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, but only a silhouette stayed in the corner.

Where am i? What happened to me?

I racked my brain for memories of what happened yesterday, but my head only hurt instead.

My attempt to tug my hand free from the bounds was for nothing as the ropes dug into my skin.

I sighed, and like a brick to the brain, all my memory rushed back and a loud gasp left my lips.

Violet. She must be responsible for this. The last thing I could remember was the darkness in her eyes, then I woke up here.

My camera! If it was still attached to my dress before she knocked me out, that meant I got her on video! My phone was in the cabinet in my room.

Sigh, the