Mistaken Identity
My head felt like there were hundreds of jackhammers pounding away inside, I was totally disorientated with no idea where I was or how I came to be here. The darkness surrounded me like a black mist, my wrists were secured tightly above my head dangling from what I imagined to be a ceiling beam while my ankles were securely parted and anchored to something in the floor. I couldn’t see where I was but the goosebumps on my flesh revealed that I was naked and vulnerable, but why I kept thinking. The last thing I could remember was being out on a drinking binge with my long time friend James, we downed more pints of beer than I care to remember or even seemed able to remember. ...
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