Elizabeth woke up and took in her surroundings. She was in a small wraith cell, and it was dark. So dark in fact that when she stuck out her hand two inches away from her face she couldn't see it. But, that was the least of her problems. Where was she? What did the wraith want? Would John and his team be able to find her? All these questions, and more were going through her head like lightning bolts. She sat there thinking of possible scenarios to her questions.
Trying to get an idea of her surroundings, she stood up. She started to walk. About five steps in front of her she ran into what she thought was a wall. she ran her fingers against it, and started forward again. Because it was dark, she didn't know when she was back to where she had started, but she decided it was no bigger than a very small hut. Satisfied with this information she sat down and brought her legs up to her chest with her arms wrapping around her chest. It seemed like hours, and hours, and hours that she sat in the cell. She tried to fall asleep, but she was to scared. Finally she heard footsteps. She tried again to see around her,but it was no use.
She thought she heard something, and called out,"Hello?"
All of a sudden she felt a horribly large, and rough hand grab her. She saw lights turn on, but didn't have time to take in her surroundings. She blacked out.