I must have been off for hours. I blinked fully awake to find myself in an almost empty room, with just a bed. The window drapes were half open, a tray with covered dishes sat at the corner of the room, on a small stool. It took a full minute for my brain to register. I remembered entering my apartment and getting attacked from behind, with a piece of clothing pushed to my nose.

Who could have done that? Charlie? I couldn't think of any other person that would have access into my apartment. Where was this place? And if it was Charlie, why would he kidnap me? My head...