Loraine awoke slowly.  Her back ached from spending so long on a rough metal slab, flat and cold, completely unrecognizable from anything that would be considered a bed.  As she stirred her eyes slowly came into focus.  The room she was in appeared fairly barren.  It was square, metal, and sterile.  Illumination came across the ceiling from some unknown source.  Looking down, Loraine quickly noticed she was nude.  "My clothes!" she gasped.<br/><br/>Her soft chocolate hair fell down to her shoulders, her eyes were a matching color, now dark and wide with a slight exotic oval shape to them, indicating her ancestry as perchance part Asian.  Her body was well formed, but not a sculpture of absolute perfection.  She looked to be roughly reaching her late teens or early twenties, with a freshly shaved pubic area.