DAMON~
The faint sound of metal clanking, the mumbled sounds of people talking, the cold iron of the chains that were wrapped around me, my vision was slowly clearing as I looked around the environment I was currently in, large cargo containers filled the room, stacked on top each other and spread through the space, it looked like a wheelhouse, with people sitting and standing on the metal railings that held up the roof of the building, their eyes fixed on me who was chained to a chair in the center of the wheelhouse.
"Carlos," I called out weakly, he was chained too, his back against mine but his head was still slumped forward, he hadn't woken up.