HANNAH
Pain.
I felt it the Moment I opened my eyes. Like a rotten infected tooth, it pulsed from the top of my head down to toes gone so numb I could barely feel them.
Why?
I moved my head foward a little. Or tried to. My feet were bound so tightly with thick, heavy chains. So was my entire body. The chains, as think as my wrists, almost squashed my breasts flat. It cut into my neck and I could barely breathe.
I tried to move my hands. The chains firmly secured me to a pole in the middle of a dusty, musty room.
Pieces of broken machinery were littered around the place like old, disused ghosts. Somewhere nearby, water dripped.
The dirty windows let in a little light, enough for me to see that the only door of the room was made of steel. It had a lock that looked brand new and was cer
