Lana woke up with the scent of chemicals in the air, she was completely dressed, although she was not in the room she was before. The room she is in now is darker with a slight glimpse of crimson in the distance. She had a pounding headache, a body filled with wip and god knows what other marks along with some mostly visible and faint bruises, oddly there was not a spec of blood on her body. Lana tried moving but she was restrained to a metal chair with no way of escaping. Jim slammed the door open and said nothing but "Jaz and I are going to get a few things, behave yourself"
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