Japan
The hotel room was silent, dimly lit by a few lit candles left out. Clothes were strewn on the floor, blotches of black leather and sequins.
"HELP ME!" The girls voice screamed out so violently, so loudly, that it bounced off the walls.
A woman shot out of bed, her hands raised in defense as big, glowing orbs of light emitted from her palms. The room was empty. She was alone.
"Bella?" The woman didn't recognize the voice, but her gut was telling her who it was.
The woman got out of bed, striding naked across the hotel room and picking up her cell phone. She dialed, waiting impatiently.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end wasn't happy.
"Sal." Renee spoke to her former mentor. "Where the fuck is Bella?"