Body & Soul

Chapter Two

"To feel as one doesn't exist."

Feeling a failure to find a ground to stand on. Maybe a lack of passion, purpose. A heartbreaking thing. Sleep was something Rose lacked. A girl who dreamt so much, even with her eyes open. In this moment now, she was awakening from a deep sleep. An odd, new feeling. Forgetting the reason wasn't from tire, no, by force.

Rose shifted in a dark space; pitch black. Body sore, yet, surprisingly warm. A soft weight laid over her. It was a blanket. A soft one in fact. The sensation under her body was a familiar comfort. Figuring a bed was her placement.

After a short while of adjusting from her rest, she found the strength to lift herself up. Causing the blanket to fall to her waist. The heat leaving her, made her shiver. Her hair brushed between her bare shoulder blades, giving her goosebumps. Noting her coat must've been taken, along with her heels.

She removed the blanket completely off her. Pushing it aside. Hearing the fabric fall off the edge of the bed and hitting the floor. It gave Rose hope. She steadied herself on her knees to crawl like a cat. Disoriented without sight, she felt blind in this darkness. Relying on her hands to roam around her figure. She crawled across the bed to find the edge of the mattress. Once she reached the edge, she went to pull her feet down. Stopped by a force and rattle that gripped her attention.

Using her sense of touch, a chill runs through her. Making contact with a hard piece bound to her ankle "Oh god," she was speechless beyond this point. Rose couldn't find a way to calm her breathing. Her foot was stuck from the other side of the bed. She couldn't move it. Tears began to fill her eyes. Her bottom lip quivering. Biting down to muffle her whimper.

She continued to touch the chain attached to the cuff. It must've been bolted beneath the bed. Gripping it tight, she gave it a pull. Though she admits she didn't house super strength, she still tried. Only to confirm, with failure, she couldn't free herself. She was chained and felt panic build back, tensions rising.

Both hands now frantically pulling against the chain in desperation. Her hands started to burn from the friction. This scene caused the woman to finally break down. Tears fell from her eyes. No care for how loud or what a mess she made of herself. She wanted answers and most of all freedom.

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This went on for awhile. Having no track of time, she inevitably tired herself out. Sinking down to her side, in defeat. Rose hugged her knees to her chest. Finding somewhat comfort in a fetal position. These tears turned to a deeper tire. Her lids closed to match the darkness that surrounded her. Unable to fight how her body so helplessly began to drift.

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That was until a sound of something, unlocked. Immediately, Rose shot up. Newfound energy. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw the outline of a door. Whomever stood on the other side allowed it to creak open slowly. As light began to pour into the room, she noticed how tall the door frame seemed.

Soon a tall, strong-silhouette stood holding the handle. It moved aside to shed more light into the room, one of her hands lifted to shield her eyes.