A soft groan escaped Stephanie's lips as she struggled to seat up. She's been in this dark room for ages and it seemed like they had forgotten her here, whoever it is that took her.

She tried to find a more comfortable way to seat as she was all stiff and aching all over but the rope they tied her with was so strong, she couldn't even change her position.

She had remembered leaving the airport with her husband, remembered boarding a cab together with him, heading to the hotel they had booked, or so she thought.

The man had driven them to a group of armed men. They tortured...