Days Earlier

Franky's PVO

I slowly open my eyes but shut them the second I feel a shooting pain at the back of my head. I gently lift my hand to touch it, and I feel a wound there with some dried blood. I open my eyes and try to remember how I got the injury and where I am. My eyes widen as terror fills me once I take in my environment. I am in a cell. Oh my God! What am I doing here? How did I get here? I rank my brain, trying to remember anything that can explain why I am here. ...