I don't joke when it comes to you

Diana remembered hitting her forehead on the floor as she fell on her face. The store room was dark and she had shouted for help but no one dared to help. She had screamed about being hungry, she was cold, she was scared as her head bled but she was just left there alone with what felt like a shattered wrist, aching in pain. There was not even a single window in that room… 

She was alone and she gradually started losing consciousness…. 

''Diana!" 

Diana's dazed eyes regained focus as she looked at Maxim, confused and lost, ''Yes…?" her voice was hoarse and she realized that she felt something salty in her mouth, a wetness trailing down her cheeks. 

Maxim's expressions were beyond terrifying. His hair was in a mess as a result of being raked over again and again. 

It has been 3 minutes. 3 whole minutes since he came here, witnessed this scene, and kept calling for her but she seemed to be in a trance. And he was scared…