Chapter 9

•HAZEL SANTORO• The moment I woke up, I knew something was off. My head felt so heavy, my body sluggish like I was having a hangover, and there was an unmistakable hum surrounding me. I blinked repeatedly and rubbed my eyes to get some focused vision then I realized, I was strapped into a seat and one that was definitely not my bed. I squinted through the window next to me and froze. The fuck? Am I dreaming?!