Emily kept attempting to move, but, held tight by straps and bars, she could barely budge. Rather than panic, she took this as a time to think. XXX Something flickered above her, and she jerked in surprise as six digital screens came to life, all pointed down so she could see them clearly. She could feel her throat getting sore, and a small part of her mind reminded her to save her voice, in case she was given a chance to actually use it later. Of course I needed her in one piece for what was to come next, but she didn’t know that, and I knew fear was a great motivator. Emily flinched as techno music started playing from a stereo beneath the table, then light streamed into the room as her captor opened the door into the side room.
