CHAPTER 33: Door Of Hell

　　RUBY

　　My eyes slowly opened. I wished this was a movie so that when I opened my eyes, I would be lying in a hospital bed. Much to my dismay, I was in a dark room. Each time I tried to inhale oxygen, the filthy smell hit my nostrils.

　　I felt tipsy when I tried to get up. When I realized that I couldn't move my hands and legs, it was because I tied with dirty ropes. I felt like trash which was dumped into a dumpster.

　　Fear started to engulf me. The darkness in this room only made me feel creepier.

　　The only light in this dark room was from a dim light, which was hanging above my head. It moved as if it would fall off at any moment.

　　I couldn't panic in this situation. I needed to be calm and think rationally.

　　My wrist hurt when I tried to move a little, resulting in me preventing myself from screaming. If I screamed right now, it would result in the kidnapper to get angry and he might kill me.

　　I didn't wanna die, yet.