My head feels like it's being split open when I finally wake up.
A groan leaves my throat before I even fully open my eyes.
Jesus Christ, everything spins.
For a terrifying second I don't even know where I am.
The air smells damp and old. Like dust and mildew. My cheek aches from laying awkwardly against something hard and cold.
Concrete.
I blink rapidly trying to clear my vision, then panic slams into me all at once and I jerk upright with a gasp.
The movement immediately makes dizziness crash over me again so violently I nearly throw up.
"What the fuck…"
My voice comes out rough and weak as I force myself to look around. A
The room is dimly lit by a single hanging bulb overhead. The walls are old concrete with stains running down parts of them. There's no furniture except two old chairs, some boxes shoved into a corner, and a dirty mattress lying against the far wall. My heart starts pounding faster.
There's No windows, so I have no clue where I am.
