My neck hurt and I could gather it without opening my eyes. My hand went to my neck but before that something felt heavy on my hand as if it was holding my hand back.
I opened my eyes but had to blink them repeatedly. It felt like I had been sleeping for a very long time and my eyes hurt as I opened them.
I looked down at my hand the first thing to realise it was chained.
My hand was chained!
I looked at the other hand to find it in the same condition.
An involuntary hiss left my mouth as I had hurriedly turned my head to the other side. This hurt.
Hurt . . .
Just as Marilyn had turned into a demonic creature as she had charged on me I remember how Tristan had looked like. Exactly the same.
