I awoke to a throbbing pain in my head, a persistent ache that pulsed with the remnants of whatever drug they had injected me with. My vision swam in and out of focus, the room a hazy, unfamiliar blur. Panic gripped me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings.
As awareness trickled in, I found myself lying on a plush couch in a dimly lit room. My head throbbed, the remnants of the drug's effects lingering, and my vision remained clouded, as if veiled by a dense fog.
The unfamiliar surroundings heightened my sense of disorientation. Panic surged within me as I struggled to make sense of where I was. This wasn't Bruce's place, and the realization shattered the fragile hope I'd clung to moments ago.
My suspicions about Bruce dissipated, replaced by a chilling certainty that I was en
