(nice thread btw)

Namir's eyes softly flickered open, the cold air waking her, she shivered unpleaseantly and bit her lip to stop from crying out.. she did not want to think of what the men might do if she did that.

Coughing nervously she looked about the small cage she was in, the loose chain was still hanging about her neck. As she carefully shifted her weight the chain caught and tightened, choaking her. Gasping for breath she released the pressure on the chain, her eyes watering behind smoky lashes.

Long, silvery blond hair hung down her back as she wrapped he arms around her body to keep some warmth in, rubbing them at the same time.

Her torn clothing offered little protection, they were ripped all over and were about to drop off. She dreaded the thought of what would happen if you moved to quickly and they did....

Loud screams came from elsewhere and she let out a small, coaked sob, hopelessly alone she shivered and waited for the men to come back, and maybe feed her..