I awoke. I could hear nothing and see nothing.

My head throbbed as my panicked heart pulsed. My wrists were tied behind my back. I was sitting in an uncomfortable chair, possibly metal. The only source of sound was my own struggle.

I knew nothing about myself. Amnesia. I have my headache to thank for that.

I felt powerless, nearly deprived of all strength.

Within a few moments of waking up, I drifted off to sleep again. A sudden noise jolted me from my slumber. I heard light footsteps, then the shutting of a door.

Awaiting a voice to speak, my heart raced, afraid of who my captor was and why they had captured me.