<span style="font-style: italic">Blood was everywhere. Not an ounce of white wall to be seen. The man had said " It wonâ€™t hurtâ€¦it wonâ€™t hurt a bit." Then he was inside her. And she had grabbed a knife off the kitchen table , and stabbed him. Stabbing the man till the blood covered the white walls, and tan kitchen counter. Dr. Lazlo was his name. She spat. The guy was an asshole. She was frozen though in place. The manâ€™s body was limp, and she couldnâ€™t move. Escape was wellâ€¦..never going to happen. This home of his was well built , and done up for any robberies or escapes. Meaning there was nowhere to go, and only ones with the secret password to the door could leave. She felt the sudden rush of sadness. What was she going to do? Nothingâ€¦there was nothing she could do. Then the heard the sound of the equipped soldiers that handled her more often than none. One man approached and thenâ€¦it was darkness. <br/><br/></span>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Arsa awoke with a start. That was the last thing she rememberedâ€¦..<span style="font-style: italic">Where am I? What did they do to me? </span>She was confused as her dark purple eyes glanced upon the room. She had awoken on a nice..bed that was covered by a blue blanket. There was a closet, and simply a burro that was of dark oak wood. Other than that the only thing she had to keep her company was a simple yarn ball.<span style="font-style: italic">Is this SOME KIND OF JOKE? Really a yarn ball?  </span>Her feet lifted her from the bed, and she had noticed the two cameras in the room. One to the right, and one to the left. Both looking down on her bed.  Whoever was looking out of those cameras must have been freaks.<br/><br/>She made her way to the yarn ball. Curious if there was an alternate reason for such a thing to be in this room. She had no memory of how she got here. Just that this place was new, and different.  Her beautiful fox tail swayed back , and forth. In a motion that clearly showed what emotion she was feeling. Her tail was much like eyes. It showed every emotion she was feeling. Whether it be good or bad. Her hands felt the yarn ball out of curiosity. She was no catâ€¦so she had no intention of playing with the damn toy. Plus she was human. So such a thing was kind of boring to play with. Though give her a man, or weapon, and she could enjoy that. But they would never leave such dangerous objects with her. Since Dr Lazlo died she was sure the other<span style="font-style: italic">"scientists" </span>wanted to keep a very very close watch on her. Thus she found herself in an unfamiliar room<span style="font-style: italic">. How long have I been here? Couldnâ€™t have been that longâ€¦" </span>At least she hoped it wasnâ€™t really long.<br/><br/>She noticed how a button next the door turned from red to green. The little button must of meant something. Though she was unsure of what the button meant. Then she looked back at the door that seemed to almost completely blend in with its surrounding. Which were white. The only thing that showed that it was a door was the black door knob handle. Why do I feel like Iâ€™m in a insane asylum? She questioned herself. Then slowly walked towards the door. When she reached it she twisted the door know gently to hear voices.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Oh that sounds good." <br/></span>