Brian

I woke up to someone raking their fingers through my hair as they hummed a soft tune. The tune was familiar, I recognized it but it sounded unknown to my ears. I peeled open my eyes, turning to gaze at them.

Cassandra had a soft smile painting her face. "Hey, darling." She said, her tone smooth and motherly as it had tended to be since my abduction.

Her eyes carried worry as though something was going to happen soon. Something horrible and out of our control.

My ...