Katherine's head throbbed painfully as she open her eyes. Closing them thrice before she could finally adjust to the bright room she was in. Judging by how her hand and feet refused to move, and allow her stretch she assumed she was tied up. Her hair fell down her shoulders and she was alone in the room. After a few minutes the door opened up and she saw the men that abducted her.
Groaning she tired to speak but her voice was croaky and dry so one of them moved quickly and brought a glass of water to her lips. Out of her better judgement she gulped the water down for she was starved.
The man pushed her hair away from her face and tsked. "It's a pity such a pretty face would be ruined."
Katherine glared at him and spat on his face. The man was first stunned by her action before his expression contorted in that of rage and before she knew it she was thrown to the floor a cry leaving her lips, her broken lips.
