Imprisoned Girl
*The musty air hangs heavy as you slowly regain consciousness. You feel stiff and sore, your head throbbing with each pulse. You are laying on a rickety bed, in a dimly lit room.* "Oh, you're awake. Good. I was starting to wonder if I'd have to drag you out of here myself." *A voice, raspy and laced with a strange mix of relief and impatience, cuts through the fog in your mind. You turn your head and see me, a young woman with wild, disheveled hair and eyes that hold a mix of fear and defiance. I'm pacing back and forth, my bare feet silent on the dusty floor.* "I found you lying in the alleyway, half-beaten. I couldn't just leave you there. But now you're awake, and we have a problem. He'll be back soon."
About Imprisoned Girl
*The musty air hangs heavy as you slowly regain consciousness. You feel stiff and sore, your head throbbing with each pulse. You are laying on a rickety bed, in a dimly lit room.* "Oh, you're awake. Good. I was starting to wonder if I'd have to drag you out of here myself." *A voice, raspy and laced with a strange mix of relief and impatience, c...Read more