It was some isolated place which usually had rare signs of life. In a not-too-big room that seemed to have been for storage some time before, Evelyn was left sitting on the ground, the dirt and the dust everywhere the furthest thing among the considerations in her mind. Though it was not like she could see them, not with the dark blindfold over her eyes, and she even had a noise canceling headset covering her ears.
And she could not even speak, not with her mouth uncomfortably gagged.
Evelyn, who had just woken up from a period of unconsciousness, suppressed the tremors that ran through her body in the sense-deprived state she found herself in. Her chest softly heaved as she fought to calm herself.
