Prologue
Scared...confused...weak...these were the feelings I got when I opened my eyes. I didn't know how I got there or why I was there in the first place...but something told me I wasn't getting out without a fight.
Hoping this was just a dream, I looked around the entire room seeing nothing but darkness. Who was behind this I wondered...how long had I been there?
My only source of light was a single bright lamp hanging right over my head, radiating heat on my face. It was so bright I could barely see anything else in the room including the door that confined me there. It was too hot...sweat trickled from my forehead to my neck and finally pooling under my head. I was laying in a hospital like bed with both of my arms restrained to my sides. Was this an asylum? I looked down at my body, expecting to see my pink robe there, but it had been replaced with a dingy hospital gown that looked like something out of American Horror Story. What the hell was happening here?
"Hello?" I called out, but got no answer. I started jerking my arms around trying to pull them free of the restraints. Although it was no use, I kept trying until I heard the sound of a lock clicking from the door. My heart began to race as different thoughts began to pour into my mind. Was I about to be raped? Maybe tortured to death?
The sudden sound of the door flying open pulled me from those thoughts. A ray of light shined on my face as a short man with a bug-like face entered the room. He was wearing a white lab coat and held a brown clipboard tight to his chest. He smirked as he got closer to me, reaching out to touch my cheek. I was going to scream but my mouth had been taped shut.
"Good morning, Miss Rogers...so glad you could join us..." he said.
I wasn't sure why, but I sort of recognized this man's voice. At that time I couldn't remember where I heard it but I knew he wasn't good news...