I woke up slowly and was only aware of one thing. Pain. It daggered through me and I started to sweat in extreme discomfort. There was a moaning noise and it took me a while to realise it was me. I tried opening my eyes but the blinding light caused, even more, pain.
Time to think back.
What exactly had I done last night? I can remember going to meet somebody new off the Internet. Was I going to be a victim of a serial killer?
Swallowing the dryness in my mouth only to find it replaced by a feeling of roughness trailing along my skin inside my mouth and throat. I moaned again before I could stop myself.
They had to know I was awake by now so I had to really think about how I was going to escape. Once again my eyes opened just enough that I can see the glass of water beside the bed. Without thinking about any of the consequences of my actions I reached desperately for the relief.
Just then something was dropped into the water.
Plink! Plink! Fizz!
“Don’t tell me, never again?” The familiar voice of my sister filled my head.
Written for Sunday photo fiction