Vanessa
Vanessa woke up in a chair, a gag in her mouth, hands tied behind her back, and a very thirsty Byron chained up in front of her. He looked at her, growling, reaching for her. He looked like a zombie. She looked at him and she wasn’t afraid. She was just sad. To see Byron reduced to this. Were they too late? She couldn’t stop her tears from coming out her eyes.