The Devil's Shot Glass - II ~ C H A P T E R - I I ~The Devil's Shot Glass - II by Phantom-Chick
A low groan escaped my lips when I finally came to.
My eyes felt so damn heavy, so it took me a while to get them open. My mind was a jumble of incoherent thoughts and emotions. It was though I was waking from a wild night of drinking, except this feeling was much more uncomfortable that your traditional hangover. Everything hurt. When I finally managed to get my eyes open, everything around me was a hazy blur, and I squinted against a blinding light hitting my face. When I tried to lift my arms to shield my eyes, I was shocked to find that I couldnt. I couldnt move my arms at all.
The cold feeling of steel against my wrists was cause for my first wave of panic. Frowning, I looked back over my shoulder and was stunned to see that both my wrists were handcuffed to a radiator placed beneath a small window. I s
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