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Day 2 in Captivity

Dear Hope and Dream of Salvation,

I've assumed that you probably want to hear my story. Why I think I' m here, were I came from, and how I intend to get myself out of here. I guess I should tell it to you, so I can do some of my own explaining to my roommate. Who, by the way, is still unconscious. But he's not dead. I can still hear his raspy breathing. I know I shouldn't wait for some guy to come help me out of my predicament like Rapunzel of something.

But you have to consider that I'm tied up, so I really can't move.

Luckily, they didn't do the best job at tying knots when it came to tying up my right hand, so that's why I'm writing. I don't have a clue where I even am, but this place looks like a very different colored rainforest. Lots of leafy foliage, and I hear birds calling in the tall trees. The climate is very different, though. It's nice and mild, about 60 degrees Fahrenheit I'm guessing. My back is sore from having to sleep on my side, with my arms and legs both tied together.

I tried calling for help earlier. My only response was a growl that came behind a huge fern. I kinda shut up after then, hoping the creature didn't reveal itself. Don't worry though; I think I'll be fine. Also on the bright side, even though I've been stuck out here a day, not hungry at all.

Then again, I once heard a guy on TV say that it's a good sign you just might die. And I haven't had any water, so that could be an issue. But Sleeping Beau looks like he has a backpack, so maybe he'll share whatever he has when and if he wakes up.

I miss my family. I'm scared. I'm lonely. I'm tired. And I'm not even on Earth. Well, I don't really feel like sharing what exactly happened to me right now. Not in the mood to cry, or get tear stains all over my paper. I guess I'll have to tell you later; I need to sit here and think for a while.

Unfortunately yours,

Charlotte Starr Kipperten

Aww! Poor Charlotte! Guess we'll find out exactly how she got captured next letter. Poor gal…well reviewing would make her feel better. Probably. Hehe! Just do it…