M!A:Chained up & Confinement|| open
thoughts were fuzzy, she lifted a hand to her forehead with a flinch. Chains rattled. The heroine’s eyes popped open in a panic, jerking up into a seated position. She winced at the pain in her head, cursing under her breath. Her whole body ached like she had been beaten with a bat, who knew? Maybe she had.
She examined the room she was in, it was dark, musty, filthy, and smelled of…some very unpleasant things. The walls and floors were coated in dirt and was that….blood? She shivered, it was freezing, but that wasn’t the reason she did. There were chains on her wrists and her ankles, she couldn’t move more than three feet in any direction. She didn’t like the feeling, she felt trapped and vulnerable.
Why would anyone do this to her? She could only think of how she knew the Doctor, she helped the Doctor. He had to have a boat load of enemies. The Time Lady refused to blame him though, it wasn’t his fault some sick minded psychopath had decided to stick her in a dark room and chain her up. Even through her intense panic her thoughts were clear. She always prided herself in that, how level headed she could keep herself in danger. There was one thought that sent her off the edge though….What if they wanted to kill her. Hurt her, torture then kill her. She curled into a ball with a jangle of chains, her breath hitched. What if she didn’t make it out of here?