Forward in time with Black Butler

The angels

My head hurt, my head hurt a lot. I felt myself laying on a cold surface with chains around my ankles and wrists. I winced as I moved my hand. It was still bloody and the wound still seems fresh. I wasn't out that long thankfully. The air stunk of rotting wood and I felt myself drift back into sleep.
When I woke up next I was able to move and shift myself to a sitting position. There was a nail sticking out of the wall near me and I tried to uses it to cut off a strip of my shirt. This worked and I wrapped my hand even though the bleeding had primarily stopped. U took this opportunity to take un my surroundings. The walls were wooden and rotting. The chains around my ankles were all that was keeping me from escaping. The Angels had several underestimated me... They hadn't even tied my hands I thought as I studied my hands.
"OK, Annabell, " I whispered to myself," how do you get the chains off..."
I crawled over to where the chains were anchored to the floor. Squinting in the low light I saw rust growing on a few of the links. I continued to crawl around in the near darkness searching... Searching... There! I found what felt like a rock. The stone was heavier than I thought, but I managed to lift it over my chains.
I positioned the stone above the rust and let it fall. It took several tried for me to succeed, but the chains did eventually break. It was simple effort to kick the wood down and I quickly scrambled out of the small hole I'd made. The air outside was fresh in my lungs and stars were still out.
"I need to find the characters. That is the first priority,"I growled under my breath," but directly after that, I am going to see how well these angels hold up to the American legal system!"