Isabella came around slowly, Her head felt like a ton of bricks weighed it down and her lower lip hurt so much. She carefully opened her eyes, wincing at the bright light emanating from a single bulb hanging from the ceiling.
A cold chuckle broke through the silence causing her to flinch in fear as she realized that she wasn't alone.
She whipped her head around, quickly scanning her environment until her gaze fell on a silhouette that belonged to someone familiar, someone who belonged to her nightmares and represented bad omen.
Her memories came flooding back as she paled till she was white as a plain sheet. She had thought it was a bad dream, but sitting here tied to a chair said otherwise.
"Hi love, you're finally awake" the silhouette frame eventually stepped into the light, and he looked just like he did when she had stepped out of the elevator.
