When I woke up, my surroundings were completely different. I couldn't really move my arms or legs, and it doesn't take a genius to know what happened.
I've been kidnapped.
"Ah, you're awake~!" The voice of what I presumed to be my doom chorused through the empty room.
"Ew," Was all I said.
He looked offended. "Excuse me? You can't say that to me."
"Says who? The psychopath who forced me to lie to my own parents? Who killed his own brother? Who drowned me?" I hissed. "You're a dirt bag, and I hope you rot like the hellspawn you are."
I was dangling from the ceiling, the only thing keeping my feet from touching it was a short chain that kept my wrists suspended. If I can get him away from me, I can try to pull myself up and break the chain.
...That is, if I can find a way to free one hand.
It's fine, though.
I already have a plan.