AMY POV :
My tongue felt thick, and my limbs heavy. I tried to understand the situation I’ve been trapped in, but I couldn’t.
All I felt was warmth and hardness, it was satisfying yet distressing.
I don’t feel safe, but I am helpless. What could I do?
THUD
I was thrown on something soft, a mold maybe which swallowed me all leisurely.
BOOM
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“Hmmm…” A moan of laziness escaped my lips, momentarily lost, I turned my side and was invited by a hard fall.
THUD
“Ahh…”
I groaned, my eyes opened wide in the dark.
I sensed the footsteps and then I was blinded by the bright lights for mere seconds.
CLICK
“Are you alright?” A hand took hold of my arm, and finally adjusting my eyes I looked at the man who was helping me to stand.
“D…” The name Derek rolled on my tongue when I stopped instinctively.
This isn’t Derek.
But, his features were similar to his.
“Mr. Carson…” I gaped, still unsure.
What if I’m dreaming?
“Yes, Miss Hood…
It’s me, don’t worry, you’re safe.”