Obsidian woke up and the pain hit her like a lighting bolt. She bolted upright in the bed.......  bed? Where was she? More importantly where were the girls? She tossed the covers back and she drew in a sharp breath at the bruises and blood that covered her body. She then remembered and she hung her head in shame. Her fingers trailed over the collar just an inch from it. She decided to stay in the bed as she was sore all over. She looked at the clock and saw it only to be 3 AM she was stuck here until 10, 7 more hours. Even then she couldn't rest, she had experimenting. A shiver of dread rolled through her as she looked down pulling the covers over her exposed body. She wanted clothes and a shower.