After a few minutes of being unconscious, I woke up feeling dizzy and realized I was tied to a chair.
What?
I'm tied up... Those bastards must have done this...
'Urggh, shit.'
When I got hit on the head, I should have expected this...
Now that I think about it, if only I had used my appraisal skill on them earlier, things might have turned out differently.
But I still don't understand why the-arggh, My head?
The pain in my head was relentless, a pounding ache that made it hard to think straight.
Fuck, the pain is still there...
Every heartbeat sent a fresh wave of agony through my skull, as if my brain were being squeezed in a vise.
The blow I had received had left a tender, throbbing spot on the back of my head, and I could feel a warm trickle of blood slowly running down my neck.
My vision was still blurred at the edges, and every movement made the world spin dangerously.
And I don't even know how much time has passed since I fell unconscious.
