Chapter 103

Valeria's POV

Oh man... that's frustrating. As I eat the last piece of my apple and start the bread, I continue to think about who I am, where I come from, and what I'm doing here. Have I done something wrong? Something bad? Did I run away from home? Did someone kidnap me? Oh my God! I was kidnapped, for sure! Why else should I sit in a cell? But why was I kidnapped?

Questions about questions. And no answer seemed at hand. Next time these guys come back I'll have to try and get some information. As I eat the food, I'm already making plans on how I can beat these guys, or at least one of them. I have to get information somehow.

After I've finished eating, I drink another sip of water and lie back down on the metal bed. It makes a groaning noise again and I'm afraid it will collapse beneath me. The more minutes I spend thinking about my current situation, the more tired I become and the more my eyes close. I almost don't notice the light at all. And