By the time my eyes open again and when I say again I mean for what feels like the hundredth time or that is what it feels like since I've been waking and falling back into unconsciousness, I'm met with a different scenery than the darkness. This one is so warm and inviting and much more enjoyable than the darkness or the horrendous pain that I've woken up to so many times to the point where I can barely even take it anymore and just want to darkness to take me away, for good. Now that I do not feel pain I wonder if it already has.

But then as my eyes look around I realize that it's not the case. Right in front of my eyes there is a white ceiling but if I look closer I can see that there are black dots on it, but they are well hidden and as I continue to look on it, I notice that these black dots are actually holes or something that resembles small holes. I open my mouth however it's so dry and my throat is burning from thirst or it could be also from the screaming that I've done as I can vaguely remember hearing my own screams echo inside my head.

I'm laying down on a bed if I'm not wrong and as I look down at my own body I notice that I'm dressed in a simply white dress, a nightgown if I'm not wrong but what shocks me the most is how I'm not wearing anything other than the white gown and it's slightly see-through. The fear is lurking inside me more than ever as I'm practically naked. Nothing else covers my body but that gown and it brings shame to me as I don't like people seeing my body. After the things that I went through I just don't like it.

The room is mostly white but I can smell the new pain smell that lingers in the air. Moving my body doesn't seem to be something that I can do as not only does the pain shoot up my entire system but I also take notice that my wrist are stuck by these handcuffs, though they are not hurting me even when they are tightly around my wrists. My ankles seem also be stuck with these handcuffs and all of them are stuck to the bed frame which is made out of metal as well as the bed itself I would guess.

Though while I think the bed is made out of metal, I don't think that it's actually that bad. In fact, it's actually quite comfortable but that does not change the fact that I don't know where I am, nor how I got here. My memory keeps flashing before my mind's eye a shadow of a person, I do not know who that person is but I keep seeing their silhouette inside my head without knowing why or how or even who.

My eyes are searching the entire room which doesn't have that much. Really, in only has the bed that I'm lying in and a small brown coffee table in the middle of the room. The coffee table doesn't look like much, except that it's made out of oak wood if I'm not wrong and it's not necessary new as it does look like it's about to fall apart any time soon and even anything heavy would break it if it were put on the table. I don't see nor notice anything that might be useful in finding the answers to the questions that I have.

There are so many of them, all which start when the rain poured heavily and I stood under it behind the ballet studio and then all went blank and just black. I'm not sure what happened there and the more I start to think about it a headache starts to appear inside my head. I don't know for how long I have been here nor do I know what time it is, or even what day it is. I can't see the sun or the night for the windows have been closed with wooden blanks which have been painted white as well as the walls.

The room itself isn't that big but it isn't that small either, I have never seen it before in my life and it makes me wonder where on earth I am. I could still be near my apartment for all I knew but I'm not sure about it, in fact I'm not sure about anything. Every one of my thoughts are just circling and I keep returning to everything that I have already thought about which doesn't make the pounding headache that I have any better nor does it get rid of it.

Confusion and pain is not a good match inside my body but then again I don't think that it's ever a good match. The minutes start to pass as I panic from being in this room, a door that is closed and the light from the chandelier is rather dim. My stomach growls and it has begun to twist and turn, making me question just how long ago it was since I last eat something and the longer that time passes the more my stomach is hurting and the headache is starting to throb inside my head so much that I can barely even handle it.

I don't know for how long I will be here alone before that person comes and I don't know if it will happen or if I'm just meant to be here all alone. And as if that person had heard me speak the door suddenly opens, startling me in the process and as my eyes catch sight on the one that walks into the room. Shock is the first thing that takes over my body as I see him walk inside, my jaw nearly drops open. The door closes behind him.