#Chapter 378 Escape Plan

Daisy’s POV Somebody was moaning inches from me on my left, but I was too sleepy to wake up. The moaning sounded again, and I felt movement next to me, so I forced myself to open my eyes. Fear and confusion washed over me. “Where am I?” I mumbled. I was lying face up on a narrow cot, looking up at yellowing drop ceiling tiles. I tried to sit up to look around, but the motion made the room spin. A single light bulb showed me I was in a room with a concrete floor and block walls. How did I get here? Who else was here with me? “Daisy,” Anna said. She must be lying on the cot next to mine. Her voice was as weak as I felt. “Are you alright?” “I think so,” I replied. I wasn't in pain, and I could move everything, but why was I so drowsy and dizzy? “That gas they shot into your truck knocked us out,” Anna said as she tried to sit up. “I’m so thirsty,” I murmured. I lifted my arms and realized my hands were tied together with something. “Anna, I’m tied up.” “Me