Caught Again: Hannah

I was seeing black again. A few guards had come into my cage not a few hours later and blindfolded me before tying my arms around my back.

I had tried to fight them off with the chains around my wrists as I attempted to hold them off, but there were too many of them against just myself, and they managed to grab me by the arms and drag me off to somewhere else—I had no idea where.

They insisted on not speaking or answering any of my questions. It was moments later when the stench of the holding room left my nose and I was now smelling a different surrounding. This one was cleaner.

When the blindfold was taken off, and my eyes finally adjusted to the bright orange-tinted light that took over, I came face to face with the grinning faces of Bernard and Jessica.