Waking up the next morning, I was alone in my bed, my hands no longer tied. I looked around confused. Did I imagine the whole thing? Moving, my muscles felt sore, like I had just ran a marathon. Standing up on my shaky legs, I stumbled my way to the bathroom and quickly peed. Standing up and flushing the toilet, I made my way to the shower. Hopping in, I flinched at the hot water stinging my skin. Turning the temperature down, I washed quickly, suddenly feeling my tense muscles start to relax under the soothing water. When I ran my loofa over my neck, it stung, and I ripped my hand back. Getting out of the shower, I walked over to the fogged-up mirror above the sink basin. Using my hand, I wiped it across the mirror.