*Amelia*

I woke up only to find myself lying on a strong bed that was totally different from mine, which was very soft and comfy, and in a strange room that looked like a cell due to its size; the only reason why I wouldn't call it a cell was because it at least had a door and not an iron gate with barriers.

Getting up from the bed, the memories of everything that had happened to me some hours ago came back, replaying in my head like a flashback: first, how a car suddenly slammed into my car as I was driving back home while discussing with James, and...