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The Prolog is going to be split into a few different chapters, intersecting the story.
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Prolog
Amelia was terrified. The last thing she remembered was walking her father out to his car after they went out to dinner, now looking around she is seeing cells, no more like cages. The room wasn't too big, average size of a living room, it looked more like a half-finished basement, cement walls, wood beams across the ceiling, cement floor. The overall temperature was probably only about 50 degrees. Across half the room was iron-link fencing, and she was on the wrong side to try and get out of the door.
There was someone on the other side, she definitely was not on her kidnapper's side though, she was tied to a thick beam, hands up over her head, held by thick chains. She was also had blood running down her face, or at one point it was running, now it looked long dried. Her hair looked to be a dark brown, reaching all the way to her waist, she also looked pale, but that could just be from the lighting, which was very dim.
Her hands, luckily, were not tied. Not that that was really making a difference, what was she going to do anyway? Her cage was locked with a large, old-looking padlock. In the cage next to her was her father.
"Dad!" she couldn't help but scream, her hero, the man who could do anything, he was lying in a heap. Crumpled to the floor, it didn't even look like he had any bones. She started to sob, "Daddy please be ok, you have to be ok. You're a Vet, you can't let this take you out."
"Shut up." A voice said quietly, almost brokenly.
Amelia jumped and whipped away from her father, no one new had entered the room. "Who…?"
"Who do you think!" the woman tied up snapped. "It's not like an angel or god would talk to you."
Amelia started to shiver. "Where are we?" she was still crying but it moved more into a weeping then a full on sob.
"Believe me girlie you don't want to know. What did you do to get caught in this mess?" her head was still hanging, she didn't even try to look up at Amelia as she was talking.