Everything was hazy. It felt like I was stuck in a fever dream. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get my body to react. At the back of my mind, I knew that I had to fight. I had no idea where I was, but I knew that I was in trouble.

Cold was seeping into my skin.

I couldn't feel my feet or hands at all.

My stomach was twisting with nausea from whatever they injected me.

They were talking, but I couldn’t make sense of their words.

A low growl startled the ...