BENITA

As I slowly opened my eyes, the dim light of the warehouse pierced through my pupils like a cold blade. I was met with an unfamiliar sight - rows of towering shelves, crates, and boxes stretched out before me like a labyrinth. My heart racing, I tried to sit up, but my body trembled with a mix of fear and disorientation.

Every muscle felt weak, and my mind felt foggy. I struggled to remember how I ended up here, but my memories were hazy and elusive. The air was thick with the smell ...