Snippet #752269

Terrified would have utterly been an understatement.

Loraina had given up trying to struggle and fight shortly after they'd left her home. She was a rather small girl and the man that had a hold of her was anything but. The ride to...where ever she was, exactly, was unnerving, to say the least. For the most part, she'd managed to hold her tongue and not say the kinds of things that normally got herself into trouble. Though, there were a few times the goading got to the point where she'd make an unwise comment. A frightening step towards her, at that point, had been enough to draw a small squeak of fear from her and silence her very quickly.

Bound inside whatever type of craft they'd used to travel from Yudea, she held herself together as well as she could. Not wanting to reveal just how afraid she really was. What do they want? she kept thinking to herself. There were many people, she knew, who coveted the financial standings that her father had earned but she couldn't see it being solely about the money. She really should have stayed in the other room when that man came to their home. Maybe if she hadn't smarted off the way that she had, she wouldn't have found herself in this situation.

After what seemed like hours, Loraina felt the craft land, rather smoothly to her surprise. She may have actually been impressed had the situation been different. It was but a moment later when rough hands closed around her upper arm, lifting her from where she sat and all but dragging her forcefully from the craft. She did her best to keep from stumbling at the quick and sudden pace that the man walked, failing several times. Which only seemed to earn her a sharp jerk on her arm as he moved her forward.

"Where are we?" She braved herself enough to ask.

"You're new home," the man said with a nasty smile that made her cringe and her heart sink all in the same moment. He continued to all but drag her forward into a warehouse that, to her eyes was darkly lit. Though keeping up with him took nearly all her focus, it wasn't until he had dropped her onto the ground and fastened a heavy cuff to her ankle, that she began to look around slowly.

Tucking her legs as close to her body as she could and tucking her long skirt around her, Loraina took a studious glance at the others that were in the same position that she currently found herself in. Most were unconscious. All but the one girl who was a little ways down from her. For once, thinking before she spoke, Loraina, kept silent and ducked her head, looking at her hands that were clasped in her lap, remaining quiet for the time being.

She'd already been frightened enough for one day.