Malevolent or Virtuous?

Chapter II

(Emily's bedroom 2)

(Thursday morning) Sep, 12

I don't know how long I was out. My eyes fluttered opened, I sat up in the bed I was lying in, and had to get used to my surroundings, especially being in a dark room, at first I thought I was dreaming all of this up but then I remembered I didn't return to my house and I didn't text Cleo and Lilly, when I got back to my house.

So I knew I had to be somewhere else, but where was I? I just hope I can go back home, call Cleo and Lilly and tell them I'm doing alright. I pulled the comforter off of me, and I got to my feet.

The other thing I noticed about the room was it was an old fashioned room, like built from the early nineteen hundreds, so this house must've been in someone's generation for years you could say. Another thing was I wasn't in my uniform, I was in this old fashioned night gown, which also looks like from the early nineteen hundreds. It was hard to tell what the details of the room looked like, because the room was pretty dark, only a little light came in through the curtains.

I was still a little woozy. I walked around the room and it was pretty big. I started searching for the door, it must've taken me a while to find it and then I finally found it, but it was locked so I couldn't get out. I tried pounding on the door but there was no answer, so I went over to a table that was in the room and sat in the chair which was by the table.

My eyes were getting used to the dark room and I saw a breakfast tray with food in it, and a dress lying on a chair next to it. Then there was a knock on the door and I said, "come in." the door opened and a young man in a dark suit appeared in the room. He looks like the guy that took me in the car, maybe he is the same guy in the car. He looked like he was eighteen or nineteen, though he seemed like he was in a rush, but I didn't know why.

The man told me to eat breakfast and to get dressed. Then he asked me if I needed help tightening my corset. Of course I've never worn a corset in my life but I knew I would need his help tightening it and how to put it on, and it seems like a woman should already know how to put a corset on herself. I replied "Sure, I would love your help." The man nodded in agreement.

"Do you know how to put on your layers on?" He asked. "No." I replied. Then man walked over to the layers and I went behind a curtain to slide off my night gown, then he started handing me layers one by one in order once all the layers he gave me were on me,

"I believe you know how to put on a corset." The young man said.

"I-I..." Before I could say anything else, he left the room so I could change into the corset.

I ate my breakfast and then I started on how the corset works. This was my first time putting one on and it was getting complicated already. First, there was all this string and there were tiny small holes that went down the back of the corset.

After a few minutes struggling how the corset goes, there was a knock on the door. "Is your corset ready to be tightened?" The man asked. "I don't..." I paused thinking if I should tell him I didn't know how to put a corset on, but then it would be embarrassing, but I just decided to tell him "I don't know how to put on a corset." I finally said. The man made sure I was dressed and then he entered the room.

"Then why didn't you say so earlier? I could have helped you." The man said.

"I was just too embarrassed to tell you." I said looking at the corset in my hands.

"Here, give me the corset," The man said in his soft deep voice, holding out his hand. I put the corset in his hands and the string which I think you had to lace in through the holes. Then he went over to the bed and sat on it.