Last night was restless enough for me to accept that something wasn't alright,maybe that I am stressed out by the pressure that I am under there days, channelizing my attention towards my diary and pen,i hurried up to reach my black coffee and after a happy hour of writing I rested my head on the table to take a nap.
The next thing I realize a strong pain on my head and my forehead tinted in blood, struggling opening my heavy eyes to my horror I woke up in a cabin in the woods tied up to a chair and I just was clueless how I got there!!
Paranoid and pain struck trying to remember what could be possibly so bad for me to reach there and be in this situation.
I tried giving it a thought before my heart starts panicking and something even worsening the situation . Taking a deep breath I prayed God to help me and show me the right...