Missing in Red (On Hold)

Cemented Walls

The black faded slowly and I found myself stuck in a room. A darkly lit cement room. I couldn't see much of the room, other than the smooth cement and chains holding my wrists with their metal grips. I waited a few moments, listening. I heard breathing......it had sounded like a monster at the time. Yet I would later find that whatever was in there was going to change me.
There was a pattern of footsteps, and I noticed the door. There was a dark metal door with a sliver of light from beneath. I reached for it, thinking foolishly if maybe I could touch the light it'd become brighter. But as I reached out the footsteps stopped, and quickly, I looked at the door. There was feet standing in front of the door. Locks started clicking away as the door was opening.
I started to panic. I didn't know where I was or what day it was.....who wanted me....I couldn't remember how I got here, all I remembered was the path and the man calling my name. How did he know my name? What was this dark place? Questions raced through my head.
Suddenly I was blinded. The door opened and the man stood there, and Henry came out from behind some corner. He reached out and flicked on the light. It flickered and the room became a glowing abyss. I looked over, expecting a monster or that I was alone.
But I wasn't. Throughout the cement walls others slept upon cots. I counted five others...most of them seemed to be my age but I wasn't sure yet. I did recognize one of them. John. He slept upon another cot across the room.
"Excuse me Lily, so sorry to have such a.....rough...welcome. My name is Kyle, this is my friend Henry." His voice boomed and echoed and I expected the other people to wake up. But only a snore escaped their bodies.
"Now you must be wondering why you are here. And that is a long story....a quite Grimm one"