Amora was in the strong arms of another, feeling herself being held seemed... oddly soothing to her. She wore a white gown, she felt like an angel. She looked up at him, his face was obscured by shadows, you could see strands of long silvery hair, but his mouth showed. He grinned, fangs showing and whispered in her ear, "You're mine."<br/><br/>Amora awoke with a gasp, sitting up and breathing heavily. 'What a weird dream...' she thought, when she noticed she wasn't alone. She stiffened when she looked at the other humans, at least she thought they were humans, but with how much they were smiling, she had to consider other options. "What hell have I been placed in..." she whispered, looking around the room.<br/><br/>She quickly noticed the open door and that her new owner wasn't in the room with her. Watching the others warily, she slowly removed herself from the chair, and ran out the door. "See ya suckers!" she shouted back to the dumbfounded humans as she ran down the hallway, searching for the exit.