Stolen By Him | ✓

The day Lana was reborn, unbeknownst to her, it was in complete darkness. As she opened her eyes, expecting the soft glow of the morning sun, or the harsh light of her bedside table, all she was met with was full and utter blackness. Her mind didn't prove to be much help either. She could barely remember anything except from the hazy glow of a dream-like state, and when she tried to think of anything before it, she could only draw up blanks. But whatever had happened, Lana couldn't stop the prickling feeling of fear crawl against her skin. She squeezed her eyes shut, as if it would make the disorientation go away. The minutes ticked past. As her heavy eyes fluttered open more, she was only faced with more darkness. Well, this time, it was almost complete darkness. There was just enough light flooding in from some sort of window to illuminate her legs- and the fact that they were tied to a bedpost. She jerked up instantaneously only to yelp at the biting pain against her wrist. They were bound too. The tone of her heart notched up so high and so quickly, she was briefly convinced that it would beat right out of her chest and fall onto the floor. Considering the situation, she didn't know how bad that would be. At least she could expect it, because where ever she was, whatever was going on, there was no way to predict what would happen to her in the next few hours.