Third Person of Point
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I groaned of pain, as my face clearly opened, I looked around the room, where I was, it was a dark room. There is no ventilation, neither a loop hole.
I tried to remember how I found myself here, but I couldn't reoccur anything, than when the car tyre screeched.
A curse broke out of my lips, realizing Andre set me up.
I guessed, this is how the dream, want to manifest.
"Andre", I screamed at my highest pitch tone, hoping he will hear me and come.
The more I screamed, the more the room echoed back my voice.
I tired losing the shackles on my hand, and on leg, but I couldn't. The effort I made, using my strength, reverberated pains on my body.
'Fuck' I muttered, as blood seeped out from my hand.
How I wish, I can be granted a request now, a chance to kill Andre would be my request.
I just hope nothing bad happen to my baby, I can't afford to lose her, since have decided to keep my child.
