Rihanna awoke, to the feeling of hard floor beneath her, and completely surrounded by darkness. At a glance she was certain that she was no longer in that god forsaken horrible compound but now it begged the question, where was she and was she alone? Well at least she was out of that fuc*ing compound she thought maliciously.
"Hello" she tried in a raspy voice. There was no answer but it hadn't been loud and she cleared her throat, trying again "Hello" this time at least it was louder, clearer and seemed to echo slightly as she frowned. It was a struggle to stand up, her arms and legs feeling strangely limp, hand held out as she wildly tried to find a wall to lean on. She was forced to shuffle slowly sideways with her arm outstretched until finally her hand connected to something hard and
