Chapter 28

Austin's POV

My eyes fly open, only to meet darkness.

I can feel cold metal chains around my wrists and ankles and my back is pressed against a cold slab of metal that is standing upright. I can only assume that it is metal, because of the temperature, but I can't see a thing.

"Amanda?" I whisper, hoping to hear her voice. I could only imagine the kind of things this lady would do to an innocent girl.

"Austin." A sickly sweet voice sings.

A single...