Laura's eyes were fixed on the strong iron door when it made a scratching sound, signaling that someone was about to walk in.
Her brow furrowed in confusion as she turned all alert. That door was only opened once a day to sever her daily meal. Her kidnapper was kind enough to offer her food.
Since she had been served her meal already, her brow tightened more when the person seemed to be taking forever to come into her view.
She don't know how to classify the place she has been abducted in but it was much more like a cell. There was no bed as she was only offered a cold floor, cold wall, endless ceiling, and no light - not even natural sunlight.
Since when had she been held hostage? She don't know how long but she do know she have been held for more than three days which was beginning to scare her, she haven't had a proper wash up not even for her breath.
