<div class="floatleft">(http://allin1dot.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/emily-browning.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Prostitute</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Samantha "Sam"</span></span><br/><em>Inside Sam's Mind</em><br/>Character Bio (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=105330.msg4571509#msg4571509);<br/>Scene Soundtrack [noembed]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Ejga4kJUts[/noembed]<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><em>Sam found herself alone, cold and wet inside a large cavernous room. Pipes littered the walls and shuddered with a low hypnotic  humming sound. Shakily Sam arose, standing in water that came up just over her ankle. It flood the whole cavern. As she gazed around in her new surroundings she noticed a massive Iron gate that ran the whole with of the cavern, which seemed to divide it into halves.  <br/><br/>"Hello?" She called out, walking towards the gate. Her voice was shaking and her body shivered as it felt so cold. She couldn't peer past the gate, as if darkness had swallowed the whole other side. <br/><br/>No one answered. <br/><br/>"Hello!?" She called out again, her feet splashing in the water. Her eyes were drawn to the humming of the massive mechanical pipes above. They looked old and dirty and seemed to be pumping red liquid into the large Iron bar gate. <br/><br/>"Psst...." Said a voice, or was it voices? It was hard for Sam to tell as it seemed to be low pitched and high pitched at the same time. "Come closer..." the voice requested. It was come from behind the bars. <br/><br/>Sam hesitantly did as it instructed her hands shook uncontrollably as she approached. She could see her breath escape from her lips. As she neared she could of sworn she saw movement from beyond, as if the shadows were convulsing and forming a shape. <br/><br/>When she finally approached close enough to reach out and touch the large bars of the gate she saw glowing red orbs that seemed to be eyes in the darkness. It creeped forward and a mocking wide grin occupied the eyes. The thing to be vaguely humanoid and seemed to resemble Sam, or it tried to. "Wh-what are you...?" Sam questioned, wide eyed. She wanted to back away but seemed glued to her spot. <br/><br/>"I....am a monument....to your sins..." the many voiced creature said. It walked up to the bars and grasped the bars next to Sam's hand, or did it slither? Sam couldn't decide. "Why do you keep me locked?" It questioned, the voices like dueling snakes, fighting for dominance. <br/><br/>"l...locked?" Sam questioned, voice trembling in fear. <br/><br/>"Yes...locked." It gestured to the large padlock up top. Numerous chains wrapped around it. "The blood you gave me is quite delicious..." it continued, now backing away from the bars and pacing slowly. <br/><br/>Sam swallowed hard, her throat dry and hoarse as she listened to this thing make accusations. "I did not lock you in here..." She managed to choke out. <br/><br/>"DO NOT LIE, SLUT!" It screamed suddenly and lunged at the bars and grabbed Sam by the neck, lifting her out of the water. "You ARE weak. We are strong. You should thank us for being here....giving you strength..." it motioned with its free hand to the water all over the ground. For the first time Sam could see it bubbled and leaked from the cage. "WE give it to YOU." Its voices screamed, sending vibrations throughout the cave. <br/><br/>Sam struggled to free herself, screaming in fright. It wasn't until the creature dropped her that she was able to back away. tears filled her eyes as she choked them back. "The blood is exquisite. We require more. Give it to us and release us from these bonds. We shall make you powerful...No more fear...no more pain..." to voices cooed with whispers of salvation. <br/><br/>"STOP! GET OUT ME OUT OF HERE!" Sam screamed, curling up into a fetal position on the water drenched floor as the creature behind the bars laughed hideous. Sam found herself screaming as well, wishing for it to begone. </em><br/><br/><br/><strong>Inside the Bar</strong><br/><br/>Sam stood there, screaming as blood caked her lips. She stood over Otis, fists balled tightly. Her eyes were solid black as they stared at the portal opening. She couldn't take it anymore and fell to her knees, her eyes returning to their normal cold blue color. She was shaking and coughed up puddles of blood.<br/><br/>She felt dead once more. Broken and alone. All the chaos around her seemed oblivious and futile. She had no will to stand, only to stare forward. Her body slumped forward as the shreds of her hoodie barely clung to her lithe torso.<br/>