"Holy shit!"
Raine screamed as she felt mortuary-standard cold water splash over her body.
Her skin prickled. She shook violently as the chill soaked through her clothes and down to her bones.
She tried to stand, but her arms jerked back. Leather straps cut into her wrists. Her ankles were tied too. A sharp pain shot through her shoulder as she struggled.
"What the fuck?" she gasped, her voice hoarse.
Her heart thudded loudly in her ears.
The room was dim, lit only by a single overhead bulb that flickered like it was ready to die. Its cold white light buzzed and danced over cracked walls. Dust floated in the air. A rusted sink dripped in the corner.
This was not anywhere she remembered.
Her breath turned to steam in the freezing air. She blinked hard, trying to remember how she got here. She had fallen asleep—by the fireplace.
"Fuck! I forgot to write the note to the owner," she sighed.
