I woke up and the first thing I felt was something tight squeezing my wrist. My eyes would not open enough as my eyelids felt heavier than steel. That only happens when I get really drunk though. Oh god, last night. I was drunk, now I remember! Why cant I remember anything else though? Am I in hospital? Is that what's around my wrist? It smells weird so it must be a hospital. I reached my hands up to rub my eyes but they were stopped mid-air by two chains around my wrist tied to the wall. My eyes snapped open and down to look at the chains, on instinct I pulled my fists out in front of me to try and free myself but my struggle was to no avail. The chains were strong and unbreakable. Still, I tried pulling, I did not give up, hoping that maybe something would break the chain or they would magically fall from the wall if I tugged them.

I shuffled about and tried to stand up but the heels of my shoes made me fall back down. At least I still had all my clothes on. I looked around to a blank door in a dark, blank room. Under the door came a sliver of light, it was dull and a few seconds later there came a shadow, then another one. Someone was standing on the other side of the door. I struggled, who was this? Was it the person who had me chained up like an animal. I am defenceless like this. Or maybe it was someone who could help me. I was too scared to scream anyway. I pushed my back against the wall and tucked my knees under my chin.

After a moments hesitation the person opened the door getting through many locks in the process. I was too scared to do anything, even feel the fear coursing through my whole body. The light came from behind 'him' im presuming because of the size. The figure was entirely blacked out as it approached the centre of the room about 7 feet away from me.

"I'm very sorry for your current predicament. We had to make sure you would not do anything reckless while in here. Listen very carefully, I will untie you and take you from here if you co operate and stay calm, you will not be hurt I swear."

Is this actually happening? What are they going to do to me? Who is this guy? All I could tell is that he had long hair for a guy and his voice was strong but calm. He started towards me and all I could do was try not to scream. He was gentle though and undid the cuffs from my wrists. He then astonished me by holding out his hand for me to take. I took it and was led to the door but what I did next was out of my control.

As soon as we reached the door I let go of his hand and pelted out of the room being stopped by his arms encircling my waist and locking down on them like a clamp. I pushed down on his arms trying to free myself while my legs kicked ferociously at his shins. He didn't seem affected by my objective display as he carried me kicking and screaming down a long hallway. He let go of me with one arm to open a door to our left but his hold on me did not loosen.

On first glance of the room it was dark, not pitch dark but the only light came from a colossal fireplace on the other side of the room. He steered me towards the gigantic four-poster wooden bed which had a pair of handcuffs waiting open. At the sight of those I had never panicked more in my life. He was handcuffing me to a bed. Oh Dear God. My struggle was to no avail. I barely weigh 100 pounds and he probably weighs more than twice that considering the size of his muscles. It didn't take him long to attach me to the bed but then he left, quickly. I was sure he was going to hit me or worse.

I didn't have time to think before I heard a knock at the door. What were they expecting me to do? Invite them in for a cup of tea? A petite girl with short black hair who looked about my age popped her head around the door and looked around, once she had seen me she entered fully wearing a smart Victorian-style dress. What kind of sick brothel was this? Or maybe this was all a dream. The girl stood in front of me and placed a bundle of clothes on the bed, she then unwrapped it to reveal the most exquisite dress in existence. It was a deep red and had black diamonds along the trim.

"please help me, please..i..i..I'll pay you, I have a rich family! Please help me get out of here! I won't tell anyone!" it was the only thing I could do.

"I'm Alice Cullen. You may call me Alice. You will need to change. Would you like me to help you?"

"No! What? Your not listening to me! Please, I've been kidnapped!" what was wrong with this girl?

"Shush...now you must change or we'll be late!" she started unbuttoning my top.

"Hey! Stop it! Late for what? What's going on?"

"Would you like me to fetch one of the men of the house to help me?" men of the house? Is she serious? What year is this...1890? However I didn't want that man to come back so I let her undress me and put me in the red gown, she also pinned back my hair. After she was done primping me she undid the handcuff from the bed and locked it onto her own wrist, she then started out of the room with surprising force. Halfway down the candle lit hallway I half tripped which brought me back to sanity. I stopped in my tracks but the Alice girl was far stronger and tugged me to a walk again.

"Where are we going? Let me go!" once we reached the end of the corridor the man from before grabbed me as Alice undid the handcuff from her wrist leaving it to dangle off the one attached to mine. Alice pushed open the double doors in front of us and my breath caught in my throat.

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