Allison's POV

I must have passed out.

When I wake up, I find myself locked in this strange room. The chair I'm sitting on is the only furniture here, and my hands are chained behind my back. I can vaguely remember what happened when I was being captured. There had been multiple men, and they overpowered me too quickly.

"Okay, Allison," I whisper to myself, "don't panic."

"Oh, you should definitely panic," a voice speaks cruelly from behind me.

At the sound of that familiar voice, I freeze.

What is he doing here? I think, and I am certainly starting to panic.

After I had tried and failed to find...