Chapter 19

• Sam's POV
• I woke up in a seated position on the floor, my back against a wall. My head was pounding. My body was sore from the fight I'd put up when they'd tried to take me. My neck was killing me as well.
• As I tried to force my head up, tried to become more aware of my surroundings, I realized two things. One, I couldn't hear shit even though I could see movement and activity in my peripheral vision, and two, my body was not just sore from the fight. There was something else. Likely something about the drug they'd used to drug me, but I could barely move.