When Fiona awoke she was in a strange place, perhaps a cage surrounded by an awful aroma. She had been striped of her clothes and was wearing nothing but a bare sheet. She noticed the lock to her imprisonment was unlocked. She quickly took this opportunity to remove the lock and get out of it as fast as she could. She didn't feel like exploring. She wanted out now. She quickly went up the stairs and out into what seemed like a courtyard. She didn't recognize where she was but it was huge. It looked as big as a castle, heck it was a castle! She looked around the massive courtyard and managed to find nothing but a few jars she couldn't open. She tried all the doors and finally found one that was unlocked. She opened the door slowly not knowing what was behind it. She felt a sigh of relief as she noticed the room was empty. It was a bedroom. There was nothing modern in the room but a big clock and a Television. She walked up to the television ,not interested in what time it was who knew if it was even a relevant time to her, and prayed that it would work. Sadly all she got was static. She searched the rest of the room but found nothing and exited through the back door which was luckily opened. She decided to skip going down the stairs and instead opened the door to her left. She walked down the partially opened balcony and found blood on one of the pillars. Fiona hated blood, she couldn't even watch those crime scene shows. She quickly got away from there and heard something around the corner. Skipping the rooms to her right she decided to she what was there hoping there would be somebody else. Instead what she saw was a overly large man holding a doll. Fascinated by the picture in front of her she kept on staring. Until the hulking man turned her way quickly dropping the doll and yelling dolly in her direction. She soon understood his intentions and ran as fast as she could. She ran all the way to the bedroom she found before. She heard the man quickly gaining on her. She couldn't run forever. She was already too tired. She saw the bed and an idea struck her. She ran towards the bed, got down, and quickly shimmied under. Almost the same time she got completely under, the man entered the room. He wasn't so much of a man as a monster. The kind she used to have nightmares about as a kid. She intently watched the monster search the room for obvious reasons. After a while he got frustrated and walked out the door. Fiona stayed under a while until she was sure the coast was clear. When she got back out she began to cry. Where was she? Where were her parents? Why was she here? During her emotional breakdown she heard something in the courtyard. Not like the monster but more like a wolf or… a dog! She quickly went out to the courtyard and saw a poor dog tied to a tree with some wire. When she got to the bottom of the steps she saw it was a white German Shepard. She went over to the tree and untied the dog. Fiona told the dog to go and be free. The dog hesitated but eventually ran off. Fiona was once again alone. As she walked back up to the room alone she saw something on the ground. As she picked it up it shined. It was a collar with the name Hewie on the ID tag. She decided to keep it just in case. As she entered the room she could tell something was wrong. She walked up towards the bed and suddenly something jumped out from the open doorway. It was the monster. It had her cornered. She had nothing to do but wait for her death. Suddenly she saw something else enter the room. It was the dog. Suddenly it hit her. Perhaps the collar belonged to the dog. She screamed out his name and the dog quickly jumped on the monsters back. Trying to hurt it by any means possible. After what seemed like a lifetime, the monster flung Hewie off its back and limped away in pain. Fiona quickly praised Hewie for his good deed and hugged him for a long period of time. An instant bond was formed. Fiona knew that the events ahead could be hard but she knew that if she held on to hope and with her new friend Hewie, they could accomplish anything.