Alone. On the streets of London
"Wake up girl," An angry voice bellowed "NOW!"
"Wh..where am I?" I asked, my squeaky voice finally breaking free.
Suddenly, a Rough and strong hand pulled me onto my feet with a great yank.
Seeing a drunk and angry man in front of me my heart raced. Had I finally woke from my coma? And if I had why was I alone on the streets of London?
