Chapter Sixty-Five - Familiar figure

"Oh, thank God you're awake; I thought you were dead.”

Jason blinked rapidly. He saw a young woman in front of him holding a tray of food. “You must be hungry. Would you like to eat something?”

He didn't answer the woman; instead, he took in his surroundings. He was no longer in the tiny room; now he was inside a bigger room in a different place. He tried to move his body, but it was completely limp, much more than before. “What did that crazy woman do to me?” he said as he hopelessly tried to move his limbs.

The woman, who he now noticed was wearing a maid outfit, looked worried as she watched Jason struggle to move his body. “Do you need help, sir? Please don't stress yourself too much. Just have some food.”

Jason glared at the woman. “I don't want food." He hissed, “What I want is to get the hell out of here.”

"Sir, please calm down. I don't want to hurt you. I understand that you're confused, but...”

“No, you don't understand,“ Jason snapped, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Listen,