Megan's POV

I slowly come to, my head hurts and my eyes are still too heavy to open. Where am I? is the first thing that pops into my head. I try to open my eyes again and finally I manage it, I am in a small room and only a mat that I am lying on is in the room with me. It is cold and I feel a light draft that makes me shiver. How did I get here and, above all, where am I? The memories become sharper and sharper in my head as the fog of the anesthetic clears.

The boys, one in particular, he was...