6:30 in the morning, Santiago felt his hands tied and he was falling into deep water. He stretched his hands out, screaming for help. Someone was coming close to him, closer enough and he was about to grab his hands but unfortunately, the hands slipped from him and he went limping down the water again. "No!!" Santiago screamed and woke up.
Slowly he opened his eyes. His body felt heavy and he noticed he was floating in something that felt like water. He was still confused, was he still dreaming or was he in reality all along?
He looked around the room, the room was covered with darkness and a faint light sipped in through the window. He couldn't make out what was inside the room but with the dusty scent that filled his nostril, he knew he was in a musty room.
Suddenly, he began to hear faint footsteps approaching. The footstep stopped and he could hear a roughing sound. He was able to make out that the person was dangling through something in a waterproof bag.
