Ylf had been alone for almost an hour now, alone in the darkness while her captor went about its business elsewhere. The Albinnja was chained to the wall, unable to see around her due to a blindfold wrapped carefully about her eyes, allowing her to only guess at where she was being kept. Any such guesses she might make, however, would have most likely been far from the truth.
The chamber she was held in was dimly lit from above by a cold, clinical light beam, revealing a white, sterile environment. Tiles on the floor and walls with no decoration, Ylf the room's only occupant. On the wall opposite her was an enormous glass panel, allowing observers to watch the room with complete freedom. The room these observers would stand in was the control point, a place where this hideaways master could control various aspects of the holding chamber.
A terrible thought entered Ylf's mind. What if her alien captor was never coming back? She was trapped here, unable to move or escape. What would she do?
"Hello?" She called out, her voice faint and weak.
(Note to readers: We'll possibly be wanting a monster to appear later on in this scene, if you're interested just drop me a PM, I'll discuss it with Nikki and we'll see what can be done
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