Allison's POV

My eyes opened slowly to a large space. A dull ache rang up in my head as I sat up slowly. It was then I looked down to realize I was seated on an operating table. My eyes dimmed at first from the ache in my head, but soon the ache subsided, and so did the mist coating my vision, and the room began coming more and more into focus.

It was a warehouse of some sort. The musty, almost wooden smell lingering in the hall told me it must have been a furniture warehouse, though only ...