Noah.
The moment I opened my eyes, a sharp, unforgiving surge of pain rushed through my head.
It came fast and brutal.
Like something had been waiting for that exact moment, waiting for me to wake just so it could remind me of whatever had happened before. A low groan escaped my lips as my brows furrowed deeply, my entire face tightening against the ache that pulsed relentlessly through my skull.
For a few seconds, I couldn't see properly.
Everything was blurry.
Shadows melted into shapes, shapes into nothing, as my vision struggled to focus. I blinked slowly, once… twice… my lashes heavy, my mind lagging behind my body as I tried to get a hold of my surroundings.
Where…?
The air felt different. There was a faint metallic scent lingering, sharp enough to make my chest tighten slightly with every breath I took. My body felt heavy, weighed down by something I couldn't immediately explain.
I tried to move, and that was when I felt it.
My hands.
Restrained.
