Minutes passed, before<strong>Alina</strong>was getting out from the gas induced sleep. Last thing she remembered was boarding an private jet on her way to the boarding school. blinking her eyes she tried to get her bearings. When she noticed the outlines of the room, and bit by bit zooming to the knick-knacks in it, she tried to speak and out came an raspy voice<strong>"Where am I?"</strong><br/><br/>She had not even noticed her bindings or her nude state yet.