[This is a prologue and a preview of what's to come! :)]

It's been thirty-two hours since they found me.

It's been fifteen minutes since I last saw my kidnapper. I know he's here, hiding in plain sight. There are detectives, doctors and a bunch of random people running around, but I still feel the fear and anxiety I get when he's around. The same fear I felt when he kidnapped me.

It's been thirty-three hours.

I haven't said a word since they found me.