Damian's POV
For a second, it seemed as though I was lying on my back with a flaming sword on my neck. It burdened me even more when I could not move my hands, I was cuffed to a chair with a cast around my neck.
All I saw was darkness; my eyes were tied. Perplexed by the situation, I screamed for help.
"Help!"
"What the fuck is this? Who brought me here?"
I jumped down; I had a rope around my neck, I wasn't supposed to be here by any means; I should be dead, someone brought me here.
"Who brought me here? Show yourself, you coward!"
Was it Lisa? Did she get the message? Maybe she came to the house and saw me lying there.
"Lisa, if you are responsible for this, please let me go. I don't like being restrained, I know you are out there, and I respected your decision to stay hidden, and I apologized so let me go."