It's a kind of magic
It had been two days since she had been caught. She should have known better than to accept a dinner invitation from a stranger. She thought she would be safe at a restaurant. In public.
In broad day light. They had used some kind of magic to get her to leave with them. Then they bound her in the magical array they had built in the basement of their leader's mansion. She didn't know what it did. Just that every time they worked their magic she was left screaming.
She hadn't even known magic was real!
She had to get out of here. She just had no idea how. She was so tired and they had left her alone in the basement while thy prepared for the next round of whatever it was they were really trying to do. Gotta stay awake she tells herself. Gotta get out of here somehow.
She just has no idea how.
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