A/N – It's been a long time since I've done a fan-fiction (I was previously known as missbrat155!) but excited to pick this back up again. I hope you enjoy
Blinded
Prologue
When he finally came to, it was darkness. He could feel the blindfold over his eyes, his arms tied tightly behind the cold and unforgiving chair. His feet bound.
Even still, even in the silence, he could sense the presence of someone else. He knew he was in danger. His senses were heightened despite his exhaustion from the events of the last week. As he became more alert, his stomach clenched, remembering how he got here and how he was no closer to getting to his goal – saving her.
He heard heavy footsteps come into the room and what he thought was a soft whimper.
What was he going to do now.