*Adrian’s POV*

My head pounded and my mouth felt like it was stuffed full of cotton balls. ‘What the fuck happened?’ I thought to myself. One minute I was checking the perimeter of the warehouse, and the next I was waking up with an excruciating headache. I tried to stand, and I realized I couldn’t move. My eyes shot open, and I saw the dingy walls of the room were painted a nauseating yellow, and the floor was covered in dirt and grime. I heard the sound of ...