Miko was stunned and scared. No body had hurt her yet but that didn't mean that that treatment would continue. She tried to focus as a boy helped her against the wall. "I'm.... ok..." she said slowly. She didn't know where she was or what was going on.<br/><br/>Before she'd been taken she had been walking around her old neighborhood. An upper-class type neighborhood. She'd grown up with money and everything she ever wanted or needed; after the attack she didn't know what to do. She had to fend for herself, something she had never had to do before. Her clother were tattered, her long red hair in a messy pony-tail. She had a slender face, clear of blemishes but not dirt.<br/><br/>As she sat there, propped against the wall, she looked around, trying to focus on where she was. When he eyes finally landed on the boy she spoke quietly. "What is this place?"