No Mercy

Slowly, my heavy eyes fluttered open. I found myself seated in an upholstered chair, my wrists bound behind me with a rope.

The first thing coming to my view was an expansive room shrouded in darkness. Squinting my eyes at the corner, I surveyed the place with the aid of the moonlight spilling through the floor to ceiling glass window behind me. 

The expansive room filled with furniture screamed with luxury. From the high ceiling, an expensive dangling chandelier, pristine white walls, the plush carpet covering the floor length and the fancy canopied bed, exhibit nothing but a lavish lifestyle.

A scowl etched deeply into my temples as my eyes struggled to locate the exit. After seemingly endless exploration, finally my eye located the door. 

The room appeared to be empty. Reasons told me I should grab the chance to escape now or else I will never have the chance to get out of this room alive.