The quietness of my dreamless slumber was broken by the chill of a damp breeze that stuck to my core. I woke to find my self in a dark room, laying in a raggedy old bed, trapped behind a cell door. A man with soulless eyes stared at me from the other side he had one expression across his face and it was one of irritation of not wanting to be there. "You've finally woken." His voice was more chilling than the cold shadows of the dark barely lite room. "Good Now tell me just why you are here."
"I don't know." my voice quivered with fear and from the cold. I tried to move but soon found my wrist were chained to the wall. I was a prisoner..but why what did I do.