A/N: Hello! Happy Holidays!

I have no idea how often this story will update over the festive period, but once things are back to normal I will aim to update once a day.

This story is a DRABBLE, which means each chapter will be between 100 - 500 words.

Enjoy.

Chapter 1

I woke up in a strange room, lying on a cold floor, with no idea how I had got there. My head was pounding and my body was filled with dread. Something had happened … Something bad, but I couldn't for the life of me remember what. My mind was engulfed in a fog and every time I tried to fight my way through it my head felt as if it might explode.

I had no idea what was going on or why I felt this way, the only thing I did know was that I had to get out of here and quick. I couldn't ignore the feeling of urgency, danger that fought to consume my body.

Something was off.

Something was wrong … very wrong.

I sat up as I looked around the room trying to find an escape route. That was when a set of brown, glowing eyes caught my attention.

There was someone else in here.

A chill ran up my back as I looked at the man sitting against the opposite wall. He was staring at me … Watching me.

"Hello," I called out in a weak voice, trying my best not to sound scared, which was exactly how I felt right now, but he never replied. He just kept on looking, staring at me, which made me feel all sorts of unease.

I tried to convince myself that maybe he hadn't heard me. Maybe I had only thought I had said it. So I spoke again. "Hello?"

But I still didn't receive a response. He didn't talk. He didn't move. He didn't even blink.

Who was he?

What was he doing here?

What was going on?

Why wouldn't he talk to me?

I jumped to my feet in a wave of panic as I began to search the room for a way out, never taking my eyes off the man against the wall. I didn't trust him. Something in my body told me that I couldn't trust him.

I found a window and a door. The door was locked and the window was barred. If I had to guess we were in probably in a basement … somewhere.

Was I a prisoner?

Was he a prisoner here too?

Dammit. I wished he would talk to me.

Give me answers.

Tell me what the hell was going on here because I was scared out of my fucking mind.