"urghh!!!" I grunted, rolling to my side. I managed to open my heavy eye lids.
What was happening?
I looked around the small room. I was chained to a hook on the wall. The chain was long and thick. They chained me like I was a dog.
Everything that took place that day began to ring inside my head. That fucking police man wasn't a police man! It was a trap
"Who's there?" I called out, shaking my hand in an attempt to break the chain.
I know I wasn't Thor but I had to try at least.
"Ah! The Almighty Princess of the show is awake." A huge man said, his voice humorless. He stared at me dangerously as he unlocked the gate to the stall I was in.
Is there any place I've not been locked up in?
"Who are you?" I eyed him up and down.
"Italians." He said, raising up his sleeve to show me his tattoo. I didn't even understand it but okay.
"Yayy. Fucking finally!" I muttered to myself. "What do you want?"