'This year is a bit too much, isn't it?' Amber thought as she regained consciousness.
Her intuition kicked in a while ago, when she got into that cab. She felt like she must not and instead call for Ashton.
She just brushed it off and poof, magic, she was now the one kidnapped.
'Was it four months ago? That my brothers were kidnapped and then Russel and now me. Wow was this a trend or something to those people surrounding me?'
She knew her current situation was dire and all but being depressed over it wouldn't help her.
Her hand was handcuffed at the headboard of the bed she was currently in, she can still sit down and look around but it was obvious that she wouldn't see anything.
A small window was close to the ceiling and through it all she can see from her position was the branches of the trees.
