CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE

GRACIE 

The first thing that registered on my mind as I slowly drifted into consciousness was that it was  cold. 

Chilling cold.. 

Followed by the sudden sensation of pain,  my whole body ached ,  especially my face, it felt as if it had been hit over by a truck. 

The floor beneath me was hard and....wet? 

My heavy lids fluttered open,  I blinked twice to clear my hazy vision. 

It was dimly lit all over,. the only streak of light came from a dim bulb at the far end of the room. 

"Where am I? " I thought inwardly. 

I tried to move my hands and feet...