"Hello again Abigail, since you've been such a good girl, I'm going to take you on a nice little trip," the woman in black purred.
I shuddered at the sound of her voice, every instinct in my frail, starving battered body telling me to run. Go on, get out of here, run! Moaning, my head lolled over to one side, feeling as if someone were pounding at my head with a hammer. "Where'd Papa go, Mama," I whispered.
NO! NO! What's wrong with my head! I'm not supposed to saying things like that anymore! My father left and my mother is dead. Stop, stop, stop.
I chastised myself a final time, using all my strength to pull myself off the floor, wondering why my wounds hadn't healed yet. Normally something like this would take only two days to heal. Shaking my head to clear it, I leaned back on the wall for support. That's when I felt it. A small, hard rectangle in my back pocket. My heart pounded in my ears, time going in slow motion as I reached into my pocket, the woman's words falling on deaf ears. Suddenly, my fingers wrapped around a cellphone in my pocket, grasping tightly onto it I pulled it out.
Smoke rushed between my fingers, the woman. I held on even tighter and curled around the phone in my hand, sending a quick, desperate text to Jack, 'HELP ME.' I barely had time to push the send button before a knife was shoved through my wrist, making me drop the phone.
The woman retracted her claw from my wrist, it wasn't a knife, this was much worse, it was as if someone had burned me with a blowtorch and then covered it in boiling vinegar. It was all I could do not to collapse as I watched the cellphone shatter against the cold concrete floor. A sob wracked my body as I gave into the pain, they're never going to find me! Over and over again, in the cold dark ground, I'm going to suffocate, all alone. And no one's gonna miss me! Tosh doesn't know me, Gwen doesn't know me, Owen doesn't care, Ianto doesn't know me, even, even Jack won't miss me after a few weeks.
Then I saw it, a small, red, blinking light on the ground, if I'm being perfectly honest I had no idea what it was, but I scooped it up anyway, shoving into my pocket with my good hand. Suddenly, I was lifted upwards and started moving towards the door. It swung open and I traveled down a long unlit corridor, seemingly floating in air on a cloud of smoke. I made two right turns, a left turn, went up a stairwell, and a door swung open, revealing a starry night. I sighed, relieved to finally be seeing the sky again, but the feeling didn't last long, I was tossed into the bed of a truck and everything went black again.