Chapter 9

I woke up on a bed, face down. Extreme pain travelled down my back as I tried to stand. A firm hand pushed me back gently. I was turned around gently until my back rested on the bed. I took in the unfamiliar room. Kyros loomed over me, a small bottle with red liquid in his hands and a gentle smile on his face. I smiled back at him.
He lifted my head gently and poured the substance down my throat. It tasted bitter. As soon as I swallowed, an intense burning started from my stomach upwards to my throat. I clutched my stomach as pain erupted. I screamed loudly. Hands gripped me firmly as I doubled over and threw up. Thick blood poured out of my mouth. The hands holding me left me and I felt the prick of a needle. The pain diminished gradually until I lost sense of my surroundings.
I woke up with a pounding head and a dry throat. Two men were talking.