Chapter 12

A/N: Ok so SUDDENLY! I changed the point of view so here we go…..

Jenny awoke to find herself in a dark room, only with the light of a single candle which lay rest on a old oak table, covered in dust. She looked up. *Up* Jenny thought *Why aren't I looking down?*

Then Jenny realised that she was hanging by her feet. As she was slowly still coming into consciousness, Jenny felt the bloody gradually going too her head, and she felt the razor-sharp pain of the shackles digging into her ankles.

Her head began to swirl, as an agonizing headache formed. Her hands were tied firmly tied behind her back, and rope burn was produced as Jenny squirmed for freedom. But nothing happened she was stuck there. Then she did the only thing she could think of…

"HELP!!!" Jenny screamed, still twisting and swinging. "PLEASE SOMEBODY!!" Her voice began to fade, because of the strain of the headache.

Then footsteps echoed from the dark, they were swift, diminutive steps. As though the owner was eager to arrive. They became louder, and then stopped.

Jenny knew the possessor of these strides must be her controller.

"P-p-please, what do you want with me?" Jenny sobbed, as clear salty tears began to roll down the side of her face.

Then a slight laugh responded. It was a cold, icy, heartless cackle.

"What makes you think I want you?" The voice hissed.

"Then why did you take me?" Jenny sniffed.

"Because I know the person I do want will rescue you at a beckoned call." The person murmured. "I know she is looking for you right now."

"Silje!" Jenny moaned, now feeling the full on blast of the throbbing pain, she winced from the pressure.

"But that means your using me to lure her!" Jenny gasped.

"Yes, that's right dear girl and you are merely bait." The voice whispered, the person was obviously moving around, because the footsteps began too sound again. "And once I get what I want, you shall still have a purpose."

"What do you mean a purpose?" Jenny enquired; she had drained all her energy, from trying to break free.

"I mean what I say. That once I have Silje then I shall still have a use for you!" The voice snapped. Stopping in front of Jenny again.

It was clearly a man, from the deep, smooth voice which flowed into the room. His breath was brushing softly against Jenny's cheek, but it was not warm but arctic cold. It made the hairs on her neck stand on end. But there was something familiar about this man.

"But….Who are you?" Jenny cringed, going light headed.

"That question shall be answered in due time." He answered. "Now we can't have you making al that noise now can we?"

Jenny heard a little sound as the man was extracting something from his robe. Before jenny could say anything else a rough piece of cloth was fixed forcefully around her mouth. She attempted to swing, to stop him from proceeding but she was completely out of power and gave up.

"I knew you would see it my way!" He hissed "Now I hope your comfortable, because I have work to do.." He said blowing out the candle, before leaving the room leaving Jenny to hang lifelessly in the gloomy dark.

A/N: DUM DUM DUM! Stick around for the next chapter!