Zircon
A sharp pain woke me, apparently I had fallen asleep on top of what seem to be a desk. As I open my eyes I notice that the room was pitch black, nothing could be seen. Relying only on my sense of touch I deduce that I was sitting on a metal chair behind a metal table. Both my arms were lying on the cold surface of the desk, when I tried to retrieve them I felt the sharp pain again in both my wrist, and heard the clicking sound of metal beating against metal. I began to search for any source of light, but fail to find any. Since I was confined with no way of escape for the moment, I tried to recall what had happen in the last 24 hours, I needed to remember how did I get here? The harder I tried to remember the more I began to notice the migraine. The only thing I knew for sure was that I was on my way to meet him, after that nothing.