Adnan woke up with a nasty headache. He shivered slightly from the cold hitting his skin. He opened his eyes and inspected his surrounding. Feeling something off about where he was.
He found that he was in the grand room the king had given him. The once-furnished room was now desolate without one piece of furniture in sight. The bright curtains had been changed with black curtains covering the window. Making it hard to pinpoint what time it was.
Adnan felt an itch on his face. He raised his hand to scratch it. "Arghh," he screamed in pain as the chains on his wrists tightened at his moment and the hooks attached to them pierced through his skin causing him to bleed.
He wasn't able to hold his scream as the chain around his neck constructed and began to choke him. Adnan forced himself to remain motionless as his mind tried to find the reason as to why he was in the chain.
