Chapter 3
by 
thewolfby
What's next?
What the fuck?
You let out a nervous laugh, “I’m sorry, what’s going on and where…” You’re cut off by the redhead who now looks furious, “Stop talking!” she barks. Then, again, she says “Sleep,” this time with a more forceful snap and tone.
You step back, unsure of your next move.
“Take off that sheet,” the redhead commands.
What's next?