The smell of a cigarette lingering. A piercing and sharp migraine settling right behind my eyes. I slightly groaned in pain. The pinch nerve in my back started to work up to my neck. I could feel the bruises on my legs swelling. I continued wince in agony. My hands were tied behind me in zip ties. No one up front heard me. Nor even noticed I was waking up. Trying to gain the strength to look out t...