Drifting back to consciousness, Thane was feeling dizzy and heavy, he wasn't able to see his surroundings and all he could feel was a hand on his chest, which kept on caressing his abs incessantly.
He couldn't make sense of the figure, as it was blur and foggy. He tried clearing his eyes but his hands were bounded with his legs, which were thrown at different directions held with the powerful chain connected to the bed stand.
Thane wasn't feeling well, his head was pounding almost like he was getting attacked by several stones but with another hand on his chest and abdomen it immediately dug up a dark memory one that wasn't pleasant and shrouded in misery.
