A familiar scent lingered in the air, slowly entering my senses and waking me up from my slumber. My mind was still a little hazy, and my eyes were heavy with sleep. It took me a few moments to take in my surroundings, to finally realize where I was in.
The damp floor, the musty smell, the suffocating silence, the darkness. Everything was the same. There wasn't the slightest difference from what I remember in my memories, even after the time that passed.
What in the world happened? I was on my way back home with Luke, but how did I end up here? I've tried everything I can to get out of here, but why am I back to this place? Did... did my dad find me? Were we attacked on our way home?
"N-no, I can't be here," I shook my head vigorously as tears began to well up in my eyes, "I... I need to go," I stammered as I attempted to stand, my body trembling with fear of repeating the years of torture.
