Chapter 14
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
The dull sound of water dripping on stone wakes me. I’m sure I’ve pried my eyes open, but I can’t see anything.
Am I blind?
I blink rapidly, trying not to panic.
I run my hands down my face, trying to rub the fog from my mind.
I’m dizzy and nauseous, my head is pounding, and I can’t remember exactly what happened, where I am, or how I got here.
The only thing I’m certain of is I was knocked out.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been knocked unconscious, but I’ve never felt this awful after coming around.
How long have I been out? I try to sit up, but regret that decision almost instantly.
A sourness builds in the back of my throat then spews out of my mouth.
I can’t focus through the haze in my mind.
Nothing is making any sense. I groan and lie back down, concentrating on the feel of cold, hard ground beneath me.
I roll onto my stomach slowly and press my throbbing head against it, desperate for some reprieve from the ache behind my eyes.
I can feel unconsciousness coming for me again. I don’t resist.