I opened my eyes slowly and tried to observe my surroundings. I had absolutely no idea how I got here, and I was in a poorly lit room. Just then I realized I was confined to a chair, strong ropes around my wrists and ankles, panic struck. I made an effort to break free, but to no avail. As I was beginning to give up, Lisa walked in with a wicked grin on her face as the door creaked open. "Good morning, Ayla ," she murmured, sarcasm seeping from her voice.

"You are finally awake. That's excellent. I was concerned that in order to get you to wake up, I...