Aiden.
I was hoping that when I opened my eyes back up, I would at least be in that room with the bright lights getting ready for a trial. Or if luck were by my side, I'd probably be lying down on a bed at the affirmary and I'd open my eyes to the mute wizard who saved me the last time. Yeah, I was holding onto that thread of hope.
Only for that tiny thread to be cut off when the entire bucket ice cold water splashed on my head, running down my back as my eyes slid open to my brutal reality.
Then the deep voice graced my hearing, sobering me even more when the sound of iron steel chair clasped with the concrete floor. "I think he's back". He spoke up.
My head was still bent to the floor. The chains around my neck made it so because it was connected to the concrete floor. And both my arms were spread apart, chained to walls by my left and right. My legs were chained also.
I tried to keep my eyes open but I was weak and dizzy.
