It was well into the middle of the night when Jennifer came to.<br/><br/>Her head pounded with a fury from the fumes that still clung to her system.  She couldn't help but to clutch her head in pain, her eyes watering as she slowly sat up.  When she finally began to try and find her purse, it was then that she realized that her purse was no where near her.  In fact, she had no idea where 'here' was.<br/><br/>As the realization hit her tearful and pained head that she was somewhere cold and dark, in some sort of cage, the panic and fear crept up upon her like a tidal wave crashing down upon her head.  Breaths were heavy and filled with dread as she flew from the uncomfortable little bench of a bunk towards the metal bars of her cell.  Like a caged animal, she clutched the bars, the whites of her knuckles apparent as she looked around the room.<br/><br/>What the hell was this place?  Why were there other cells?  Why were there surgical tables?<br/><br/>Jennifer had no idea whatsoever as to what was going on around her.  Whatever it was, she knew could not be any good.  As the tears of fear and fright streaked down her face, she couldn't help but to collapse onto the cold floor, crying and sobbing as the fear of the unknown got the best of her.