Chapter One

Who am I? If I remember correctly, I am Liza Crone, right? And if I can remember, I was last attending at a medical school, but I can't exactly remember what I was majoring in. That isn't good, and I can't even remember if I'm single or not, and that definitely isn't good.

I looked around and tried to remember if I was any where familiar, but this place was way over my head. It was, perhaps, a warehouse, or maybe the basement of some big incorporation building, but there was absolutely no reason why I had to be in someones bloody clothes- literally. I stood up and looked at the concrete floor. Was that blood? I checked myself, and gladly it wasn't that time of month, but on my arm it had looked as if someone took a bite out of me. Great, that's an infection, but it didn't hurt so then maybe my arm was falling off.

I sighed and then began to walk around the... room and tried to find my way out. I had to find some things out though, including about why I was where I was and why I can't even remember what state or country I'm in. I could've been kidnapped, and now I wake up with a chunk missing from my arm, in bloody clothes, and in some creepers dark kidnap-then-rape basement.

There were many things going through my head right now, but the biggest and most common thing running through my mind was food, and I wanted food. A nice big steak sounded nice, and maybe medium rare, or really rare. What am I thinking? That is just disgusting, and why would I want to even eat steak? The last I can remember, I am a vegetarian, well, the last I can remember.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.11.2012

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