Dinara

-Where am I?-

Feeling like her head was splitting in two, she groaned. She tried to shift to lessen the ache. It was no use. Everywhere hurt. Especially her shoulder.

-Think!-

She couldn't. Her mind was blanked. So blanked.

Something was telling her, this was bad. Wherever she was. It was bad. She had to go back to her family. Who were her family?

Her blue-violet eyes opened and her lips twisted. Glancing around, she tried to remember where she was.

This was some kind of a warehouse. She was on a small cot, IV inserted in the back of her left hand and she was in a Mickey...