The man lying helplessly on the floor moaned and groaned as he was gradually released from the grips of darkness.
His head pounding, his mind a mumble of confusion. He opened his eyes slowly only to be met with darkness, his heart skipped in panic, but before it could grow, his vision started to clear and his mind started to work.
He recalled the last event that lead to this moment.
As soon the memories flooded his system, he became alarmed forcing his eyes wide open and taking in his surrounding.
He was inside a small dark room, with its only source of light from a tiny window that is small enough to let a little kid out and not someone like him. So if he was thinking of escape the window is out of option.
He tried to move only to realize he was immobile, his hands hogtied together then to his legs.
His fear grew ad he tried to piece out who kidnapped him.
The sound of footsteps heading his way made him freeze and play dead.
