You jolted awake. Quickly. Too quickly. Your head hurt like hell. The sound of the car driving over the wet asphalt filled your ears as you lay there. You pushed yourself into a sitting position and found your head leaning against the window. Rain poured down in torrents outside. Where... am I? The thought echoed in your head, demanding an answer. Outside, you could see the faint outline of mountains in the distance, groups of decrepit buildings sped by. No other cars seemed to be on the highway, not this late. Your vision was still blurry and impaired.

You suddenly felt a sharp pain digging into your legs and arms. A tight, compressing force pushed against your chest. Your breaths were short, demanding for any air. It was hard to move without feeling pain jab through you like a thousand knifes. You looked down. Ropes tightly bound key points on your arms and legs where they moved the most, preventing you from making calculated movements, only able to wiggle and struggle. Tights ropes are tied on your chest, preventing your breathing from being full and deep. And then his voice, coming from the silhouette in the front seat, filled your ears.

"Awake?"