<strong>Almost a week later</strong><br/><br/>Ali's eyes fluttered open, she felt like shit and she really had no idea why. It felt like she had been asleep forever and it hadn't been the best sleep. She'd been plagued by strange nightmares, this man had been standing over and talking about she would learn to like it with him. She tried to get out of bed but found that she couldn't. Looking down, Ali saw that she was shackled to where she was laying and there was an I.V. in her. What the hell was going on?<br/><br/>She looked around the room she was in, it was dimly lit but she could still see. It was starting to feel like she was in an episode of Criminal Minds, she loved that damn show but she didn't want to live it. Her eyes spied something that looked like staples or stitches in a t along her chest and stomach, oh God, they hadn't been dreams. It had really happened. Now the girl was really starting to freak out and just wanted to get the hell away from wherever she was.