When I woke, I was drowsy. My head hurt and my mouth was dry. Sitting up I blinked a few times before realisation kicked in. I had been taken; someone had grabbed me in the woods.

Lana, she was there. She did this, she helped them take me.

I jumped from the bed looking around myself. I wasn’t tied up; my hands weren’t bound. I didn’t understand what was going on. I ran my fingers over my arm, I remember the pain I felt.

Was I drugged?

I glanced around the room some more my eyes ...