Darkness.  That is all she knew when  she woke up at first.  Just darkness, and pain running through out her body, her whole body felt like it had been forced through a heavy days work on her fathers farm... even muscles she didn't know she had felt like they were dead exhausted.  What was she doing to be so sore?  Had all her father's help not shown up that day at the farm and she have been forced to help around the farm again.  But that wasn't right, why was it so dark, and so cold...<br/><br/>The cold and had floor pressed against the skin of her legs, and the rest of her body through her ruined cloths actually began to wake her up a little.  A groan escaped from her lips at the pain she was feeling, and forced the girl to curl up on the floor.  Her eyes only shot open though when suddenly there was the sound of metal against stone, and the weight against her wrists actually became noticeable.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Wha...  where...  OW!”</span>she groaned again at the dull sore pain throughout her body.<br/><br/>It took a moment for her to start looking around again, but much more carefully, first by feeling her wrists and the shackles there.  Also, that was when she noticed that it wasn't actually that dark, there was a slight brightness from what seemed to be torches shining through a small square in a wooden door.  Her eyes were adjusting, but that only increased the fear beginning to build in her at her situation.  She was coming back to her senses, and the shackles, the stone floor of the cell, and the wooden door, all were not what she would have ever woken up to.  She was getting very scared that she couldn't remember how she got there.  The shackles began to make noise again as she pulled against the chains attached to the walls.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“This isn't home... Where am I?  How did I get...”</span>Sienna paused though at that question, not finishing her sentence when the memories of those multiple nights ago came flooding back to here, what ones she could remember.  The dreamy customer, the cloudiness as the inn closed and he took her up to his room... the flash of the lantern light against his fangs.  As that came to her mind, Sienna rose a hand up to her neck and was met not with damaged skin, but a bandage.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Oh shit... this cannot be happening...  that cannot have happened...  A Vampire?!!  no fucking way!  They don't exist!”</span>that was the only place the girl's mind could focus at the moment.<br/><br/>An annoying little problem of hers surfaced then as she was lost on that little thought, like when she read really good books, Sienna began to chew on her lower lip a bit.  That only lasted less than a second before she felt a sharp prick on her lip.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Ow!”</span>the sharp pain made her reach up to her lip to feel something wet there.  Holding her hand away she saw the dark spot on her fingers.  Blood.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“How...”</span>she only began before she felt her teeth, and the fangs she found there along her upper row of teeth.  Those fangs made her freeze while feeling it, and her hands starting to shake with fear, and disbelief at what she was feeling.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“No way... No... No ... No...  This can't be happening...”</span>Her whole body began to shake... barely containing a scream.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>