I woke up in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed. My head was pounding as I got up to examine the room. Besides the bed and a door across from it, there was only a couch at the far end of the room. The walls were painted white and the couch was black. The bed sheets and pillows were white as well. I walked towards the door and tried to open it; but it was locked from the outside. It soon hit me that I couldn't remember how I ended up in the room. I paced around the room trying to remember what had happened. I was celebrating my 18th birthday with my parents. 

If I recall correctly, after I opened my gift I went outside to wait for my friend to pick me up. She made a reservation for my favorite restaurant, her treat; but before she got to my house, a cloth was placed to my nose from behind. I remember struggling, as I tried to fight the affects of the drugs. I hit whatever was behind me, but received a blow to the head in return. I went out cold after that. “Fuck”, I said out loud. My breaths became shallow as panic arose within me.  I tried the door again, but even if it opened what would be waiting for me on the other side? That’s when the door knob began turning from the outside. 

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