Abigail's calls for help were heard by no one but herself, as she tried to struggle out of the scientist's grasp, but to no avail. Her hands were tied harshly to her feet making her sit with her knees up in her face, and her hands on her ankles. "You're finally ready for the first testing," he said with a small laugh, "How much has my daughter grown" ----- CRINGE WARNING!! This book needs intense re-writing and lots of work, I can't believe I wrote this one-brain cell type of story.