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LIZZIE'S POV
Ow!, I thought as I was seemingly awakening from a very restless sleep, my muscles ached and my neck was cramped, like I had slept wrong. I looked around, where am I?
I though for a moment and started to remember a little, not much just two faces and I had no clue who they were. I started to panic a little as I looked around, there was not a single window in the room, the walls were made of solid concrete and a cold eerie feeling to them.
I shuddered and heard footsteps. A tall, kind of pudgy man came through a steel door on the other side of the room. He looked completely harmless.
"It's ok, you don't have to be scared of me, it's Jason you gotta worry about." The man said calmly, "I'm Nick."
I just eyed him warily as he set a tray of food down on a low to the ground table in the corner. It smelled so good! I hadn't realized how hungry I was.
"You slept for quite a while." He spoke again, "I was starting to wonder if something was wrong."
"How long?" I asked briskly.
"Pardon?" he asked, looking surprised I had said anything.
I raised my eyebrow at him cautiously. "How long was I asleep?
"Oh!" he said, seemingly remembering now, "Well you took the full effect of the drug Jason used on ya, you were out for about three days, and I just gotta warn ya, you won't be able to remember anything that's happened for the past 5 days, Jason likes it that way so you don't know too much about us." He said with genuine sympathy in his eyes.
Three days! Three days! What's going on..why am I here? Why don't they want me to remember anything? Was I kidnapped? My head screamed, questions swirled through my head, I began to feel sick.
"You should sit down," Nick said looking worried. "I hope you realize that I don't wanna hurt you, Jason just thinks you know too much, so you're gonna have to stay here for a while."
After Nick had left I ate the food he had brought and began to feel a little better. I was still in panic-mode though. I had no clue where I was or why. I was lonely, afraid and confused, I got used to having these feelings a little more though, because the first few weeks were the ones I felt all of those feelings at the same time. But no matter what was to come next, I had to wonder, How long is awhile?
LIZZIE'S POV
Ow!, I thought as I was seemingly awakening from a very restless sleep, my muscles ached and my neck was cramped, like I had slept wrong. I looked around, where am I?
I though for a moment and started to remember a little, not much just two faces and I had no clue who they were. I started to panic a little as I looked around, there was not a single window in the room, the walls were made of solid concrete and a cold eerie feeling to them.
I shuddered and heard footsteps. A tall, kind of pudgy man came through a steel door on the other side of the room. He looked completely harmless.
"It's ok, you don't have to be scared of me, it's Jason you gotta worry about." The man said calmly, "I'm Nick."
I just eyed him warily as he set a tray of food down on a low to the ground table in the corner. It smelled so good! I hadn't realized how hungry I was.
"You slept for quite a while." He spoke again, "I was starting to wonder if something was wrong."
"How long?" I asked briskly.
"Pardon?" he asked, looking surprised I had said anything.
I raised my eyebrow at him cautiously. "How long was I asleep?
"Oh!" he said, seemingly remembering now, "Well you took the full effect of the drug Jason used on ya, you were out for about three days, and I just gotta warn ya, you won't be able to remember anything that's happened for the past 5 days, Jason likes it that way so you don't know too much about us." He said with genuine sympathy in his eyes.
Three days! Three days! What's going on..why am I here? Why don't they want me to remember anything? Was I kidnapped? My head screamed, questions swirled through my head, I began to feel sick.
"You should sit down," Nick said looking worried. "I hope you realize that I don't wanna hurt you, Jason just thinks you know too much, so you're gonna have to stay here for a while."
After Nick had left I ate the food he had brought and began to feel a little better. I was still in panic-mode though. I had no clue where I was or why. I was lonely, afraid and confused, I got used to having these feelings a little more though, because the first few weeks were the ones I felt all of those feelings at the same time. But no matter what was to come next, I had to wonder, How long is awhile?