Jackson woke up in a room that was completely blank. The walls were barren and boring and the ceiling and floor were pure white. She had no idea where she was and started to worry even more when she realized she had no way to contact the outside world for help, as she found out her phone and all belongings on her person had been stolen. Jackson soon realized that she was bound to a chair by a pair of iron bracers. Her heart started beating furiously as she heard the door in front of her start to open, revealing a tall figure clad in what looked like blood stained armor. As the figure stepped closer Jackson could feel the air around her start to chill and her ability to breathe steadily had left her. Then, the figure spoke saying only one sentance. "Do you know who I am?" spoket he figure in a deep voice that bordered on demonic. "..no... I don't...." Jackson stuttered, the terror in her voice permeating her every word. The figure replied in that almost demonic voice that chilled Jackson's body even down to her bone marrow "Then I assume it's safe to say you dont know where you are either." Jackson replied "..yes, you're right. I don't know where I am..." after Jackson said this the figure grabbed her by the chin and lifted her head up so her eyes met his. "I'm Dracula and you're trapped in my dungeon." Dracula said calmly. As he turned and walked out of the room Jackson caught a slight glimpse of a ruined castle outside her barren prison.
