Kidnapped

Water splashed on Christen, waking her up with a start. Her head pounded a bit as her eyes adjusted to the light, and she found herself in an unfamiliar room, with two others with her. Both eerily familiar.

“Well, hello there, sleeping beauty,” Otto greeted, an empty bucket in hand, with bits of water droplets dripping from the edge. “How’d you find your rest? Blissful, I hope?”

Christen became confused when he asked that, though not as much as she was frightened. Both by his and Scar’s presence, and the situation she was in. Namely upon noticing how she was chained to the bed she was lying on.

‘W-Where am I? What’s going on here?! Where is this?!’ she wondered in fright, struggling to be out of the chains, with more questions swarming in her head. Those mainly being why she was here and what was happening to her.

Otto was amused by her struggling as he said, “Oh, I’m sorry. Are you trying to escape from your little imprisonment? I’d stop and save my strength if I were you. Or do you