Trapped

I think it's been days... I don't know where I am, my hands are bound, and the only item in the room is a tallow candle that barely penetrates the darkness. I can't help but look directly into the flame, which forces me blind everywhere else.

I didn't come here willingly, oh no. I finally had a free moment at the cafe without anyone over my shoulder. I was happy, smiling actually for the first time in ages, when the demon Imri sauntered in. He knew I was in the cafe, he looked directly at me as he entered, and within seconds, he casually sat at my table.

I couldn't look him in the eye, the same candy purple that Zillah now possessed. Noticing that I wasn't going to acknowledge him, he started purring sweet nothings, inching closer to my ear. Something in his voice held me still, paralyzed to the little cafe chair, and unfortunately, no other patrons were even looking in our direction. I couldn't help but tense as he whispered and giggled how ecstatic he was to find me alone. He slid his way behind me, tracing my frozen shoulders with a meticulously clipped fingernail and chimed, 'Now you're mine!' A cloth drenched in god-knows-what found it's way over my mouth. It's funny how your instant reaction when something like that happens is to breathe in deeply... if only I had held my breath. Losing conciousness at that point was the easiest thing I've ever done...

So now I'm in this perfectly dark room. I've no visitors but little scufflings of rodents in the ceiling beams.

How the hell did this happen?
How the hell am I going to get out of this one?

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