Alicia

When next I wake, it's to a blinding headache and tight limbs. I can't move to save my life.

I've been tied like a fucking tuna fish in a tin.

Ropes are crisscrossed all around my body like a snake, from my chest, all the way down to my legs, which are folded up to my chin.

It's excruciating. I can hardly breathe. My first thought is of my baby and if she'll survive this onslaught. My second thought is of Tanya and how she felt when she was about to die.

Fuck! I'm gonna die.

The thought is humbling and scary. It also drives me to panic, but...