who are you

Summary's POV

I called out into the darkness, "Who's there?" but got no response. I frowned, listening carefully, but after a while of hearing nothing, I figured I was imagining things. Shaking off the unease, I decided to search for a lamp, a curtain, or at least a light switch.

After a bit of fumbling, my hand landed on a switch. I turned it on immediately, and the sudden brightness made me shut my eyes. Blinking a few times, I slowly adjusted and took in my surroundings.

"Where the hell am I?" I muttered, scanning the unfamiliar room.

A massive queen-sized bed sat in the center, a single chair a few steps beside it. A flat-screen TV, two speakers, and a fire stand filled the space, making the room feel both luxurious and suffocating. Panic started creeping in.