A high-pitched scream echoed through the building. The sound shuddered through Piper as she sat shackled against the wall unable to move but a few inches in any direction. Darkness surrounded her. Hunger and thirst dominated her thoughts. Her mouth was dry, and she could hardly move. Maybe that was a good thing. What else was in here with her? Where was this place?
A memory popped into her mind. Hands gripped her, dragging her down the hall toward the living room. As though she was at home seeing it again, she saw her mom lying on the couch, passed out, not moving at all. The bottle of alcohol lay on the floor by her. She only had a glimpse of her mother when she felt the prick on her neck like the sting of a wasp last summer. Then her legs went out from under her completely, and a black veil fell around her.
She couldn’t remember anything except…
What was she forgetting?
Why was she here?