Alicia

It takes me awhile to open my eyes because they're heavy, but when I do, I'm rewarded with darkness.

My heart hammers in my chest as I try to sit up but there seems to be a log of wood lying on my stomach. I blink repeatedly, trying to clear away the cobwebs from my head as I look around. Indiscernible shapes loom in the darkness and my heart beats even harder. I take measured breaths and squint into the darkness.

I can see a couch and floor-to-ceiling curtains.

My eyes continue to scan the length and breadth of the room trying to understand why I'm not in my...