Larisa fluttered her lashes open, it would have taken longer for her to be awake but the cold floor she laid on quickly awakened her senses.
She sat up from the cold floor she was lying on, as she observed her surroundings, the dim light was the only source of light in the dark room and it didn't help much to brighten up the place.
There was no window in the place but the air was cold and the freezing cold bit her skin as she shuddered slightly. The ground she sat on was damp and cold as well and she wondered where she was.
She tried to move until she realized her hands were being cuffed to a chain, sticking out from the wall behind her. The place looked like a dungeon like in the medieval times, she wondered where on earth she was.
