<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg420995#msg420995">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 05-09-2007, 09:10:15</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She felt herself jerking as volts of electricity jangled her nerves, making her muscles move involentarily, interupting her control of them... she tried to turn her head, to form words, to see what was going on, but all she could do was lay there, all control lost... a strange warm sensation flooded her... was she dying?  was this what it was like?  it almost felt like a relief... she had her eyes open, but all she could see was white specks, static against a dark back ground... no words would form, although every sound around her suddenly became crystal clear.  The crunch of foot steps in the snow chief among them.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She felt something pressed against her face, something smelling sweet and bitter, and she drifted into unconsiousness...<br/><br/>The first she noticed was the smell of cigarettes. It was rather cold, but not cold enough to be outside. She was lying on a lumpy matrass, and she could not move her arms or legs. Her wrists were tied together behind her back, and her legs were tied up by her ancles. She hadn't opened her eyes, yet she could tell there were someone with her in the room.