Rikki's POV

I was very slowly becoming conscious and getting vision my eyes again. The first thought that came to mind was my ridiculously painfully headache. I honestly felt like my head had been stamped on it was like that which I would get from a hangover only 10 times more painful and the main difference was when I had a hang over I was usually in my nice comfortable bed. This was currently an event which it was wistfully longing for .

Making a brave stab of ignorance to the pulsing of blood I could feel through the veins my head I attempted to massage the muscles which currently felt like they were on fire when I realised something about my arms, to be honest I was amazed I hadn't noticed but the feel of my headache was so overwhelming it seemed understandable. They were in a strange contraption where they were held out in a crucifix position by chains attached to the ceiling and very tight metal cuffs around my wrists. From the cuffs came two straight thick pieces of metal which were on either side of my hands forcing them completely straight. I know immediately I would not be able to use my powers whilst I was here as making a fist was completely impossible.

I wondered fleetingly if their might be a reason my hands were like this. Could he have worked out it was something like this. I was in a really bad situation here and I felt completely naked with my powers out of action. I looked down to my legs and they to were cuffed and attached to the chair I was sitting on. I realised that the chair was attached to the wall behind me too and was made completely of metal, boy he sure did hate me now. He has left absolutely nothing to chance and has most definitely got me stumped.

The chair reminded me of an electric chair and this thought scared me a lot. I felt useless how he had control of me here. He seemed to have thought of everything. I couldn't find a way to move never mind plan escape.

My thoughts changed to my surroundings. I was in a very small room, if you can call it a room, it was more like a cupboard and the chair I was sat in took up about 80% of the space. Their was a door but I couldn't touch it even though it was right next to me because I couldn't move my hands. This annoyed me greatly but I figured that even if I could touch it I couldn't do anything as it was made of reinforced metal.

I was shivering with cold, a sensation I wouldn't usually feel as I could generate heat through my hands. It didn't help that I was sat in a vest top but to be fair I only thought I would be out for a couple of minuets walking home and I had a sweater in my bag... My bag, I dropped it and if they hadn't picked it up maybe that could give Zane or someone a clue to what happened to me. That was my best hope for now.

I looked for the origin of the cold and there was a small window to my left, open. When I said small I meant it it was about the size of a playing card and was obviously just there to make me more uncomfortable and feel hopeless as I could see out of it that I was about 30 stories up in a block of flats and all I could see were hundreds of back streets going on for miles. Nothing I remotely recognised. Where am I? I wondered uselessly.

I sat for am few moments attempting to spit the gag from my mouth when I saw a frame around the wall opposite me, it was like the type of wall you would see in a recording studio...I was being watched. This made me even more uncomfortable if that is possible and as I sat looking at it I heard movement on the other side of the door. It was being unbolted. It opened and he came in smirking all over whilst I bubbled with anger and hatred

" remember me?" He asked. I just glared.

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