Levi's eyes fluttered open, and as his eyes adjusted, he noticed his surroundings were dark and unfamiliar. He looked around, his eyes and his body felt as heavy as a sack of bricks. Still groggy, he tried to move but couldn't. He tried again once more, attempting to standup, only to be immediately pulled back down. He looked down to see himself chained by the neck. Panic began to cloud his mind as he frantically looked around, trying to understand where he was and how he got there.

He desperately tried to recall the night before, but his memory was hazy. The only thing he could remember was getting in trouble for selling more drugs in another gangs territory. The sound of a creaky door opening echoed in the room, a sliver of light appeared. His body froze as his captor made their appearance. Gathering the courage to see who it was, he lifted his head.

His eyes went wide, his mouth opened and closed a couple times as he began to speak up but stopped himself as he figured out what to say. "The hell...?" He cringed at the sound of his own voice, it sounded scratchy and pathetic to his ears.