Fedor Dostoevsky

the heavy, impenetrable darkness made it hard to breathe. It was everywhere. You wanted to scream, but your voice was gone. The next moment, your eyes opened. Breathing frantically, you tried to get out of bed, but it didn't work. Your wrists and ankles were tied tightly.

After taking a closer look, you realized that the room wasn't yours. Dark walls, a window covered with heavy curtains. In the corner of the room there was a large table with a closed silver laptop on it

Because of the dim lighting, you didn't realize that there was a tall silhouette standing next to you the whole time

My angel, are you awake yet?