Meeting the King 1
Amy started to regain consciousness with a pulsating ache originating from the back of her head. A ringing sound buzzed in her ears. She squeezed shut her already closed eyes to get rid of the irritating sound that only worsened the pain.
She softly groaned as she slowly opened her eyes. She could barely make out what was before her, it was all a blur.
"Zachery", she tried to call out in panic but it only came out as a whisper.
She closed her eyes again and forced herself tried not to panic. She gave herself a moment to do so. From the position she was in, she felt she was sitting on a chair with her hands tied down at the back.
She tried to move her feet but they were numb, unable to move from probably sitting down for too long. 'How long was I out?' she mused.
The ringing faded away and she could now pick up on the sound of skin making hard contact with another.
Thud!