Hannah woke up, her head still feeling heavy. She blinked and realized that she was in a room. Her body felt weak, and she tried to sit up, but her head was spinning.

"My God," Hannah whispered softly.

She waited a few minutes for the dizziness to pass. Then, she wondered—where was she?

Hannah sat up and staggered to the door, her eyes scanning the room with the barred windows. The room was neat and clean, but whose room was it? Her hand reached for the doorknob, trying to turn it.

But it was locked.

"Hello?" Hannah called out hoarsely.

No answer.

She tried to open the door again, this...