Maya’s POV

I slowly come around to my senses, but everything, with the inclusion of my memory is only a hazy blur.

And why on earth is my back attached to something so cold?

I try to shake the uncomfortable feeling away, trying to move out of whatever that is that is behind me, but then I find out that my movements were restricted and my hands were cuffed around my back.

Definitely means that the cold thing I was feeling against me was the pole that my hands were cuffed around.

Great, just great.

But how did I get into this situation again?

My head hurt as I tried...