Evans pov
I woke up with a jerk, listening to the sound of lightning. My eyelids feel heavy and I was having trouble focusing on the things around me. My head was spinning and paining. The last thing I remembered was that I was struggling to get away from those people when someone hit a branch hard on my skull and I lost consciousness. Finally after a minute or two and blinking many times, my eyes opened and looked around. The rain was falling over my face and the whole ground was wet due to the window that was left open.
I was in a dark room that looked like an underground prison. As the window was much higher and there were iron rods in place of the door. I did not need to look further to know where I was!
