Alexis had woken to pitch darkness, which was unusual; even in the dead of night in her hotel room, there was some small source of light, illuminating the room enough that she could find her way to the adjacent bathroom.<br/><br/>The second thing that begged her attention was the feel of fabric over her face. Aha.. the sheet must be covering her face, and that's why it seemed so dark. She tried to reach up tp brush the sheet back, but.. her hands were rooted in place!<br/><br/>A not so pretty exclamation came from her as fear clogged her throat. Something was<strong>very</strong>wrong.<br/><br/><em>Relax, Alex,</em>she scolded herself.<em>Think. Calm down and think.</em><br/><br/>She took a deep breath in, held it for five seconds and then released it. This calming exercise was repeated several times.<br/><br/>Her lashes fluttered against the fabric of what must surely be a sack over her head. Her hands were tied to something, and an experimental tug of her legs revealed they too were tied, by the ankles. In spite of her efforts to remain calm, her breath began to come in rapid pants. She could almost smell her fear, dripping off of her body like sweat from an athlete.<br/><br/>Her ears strained to pick up on some sound, and they were only greeted by whispers of noise too faint to decipher. Until the chuckle. She turned her head towards the laughter, the hair on her arms standing straight up in terror.<br/><br/>She nervously moistened her lips under the hood, and she pushed her voice past the strangled grasp fear had on it. "P-please... don't hurt me. I'm a v-virgin, and... and my father will p-pay well to have m-me returned that way.."