Amy had the sudden, dreamlike conviction that she'd just been locked up in a zoo.  Her muscles managed to hurt even worse as the ropes were removed and blood began to rush back to her hands and feet, and she grimaced and whimpered with the pain.  At the question, she managed an unsteady nod, her throat too dry to speak.  Of course she wasn't all right, really, but they were all in the same boat here.<br/><br/>"Where are we?" she finally managed to ask, voice cracking.