"Achoo!"
Cecelia sneezed as she felt a cold shiver run through her body.
'Why am I so cold and… Wet?'
Groggily moving her pruney hands, no doubt caused by prolonged water exposure, she tried to rub her eyes.
But for some reason, she couldn't move…
In fact, her arms seemed tied up for some reason.
As her eyelids slowly opened, she was greeted by the sight of an unfamiliar rocky ceiling.
"Where… Am I?"
It was then that a series of memories flooded her mind.
Everything from setting out for the mission, ambushed by the Coalition soldiers, to her eventual capture by the three enemy 2-Star captains.
As a feeling of panic set in, she quickly raised her body upright, awkwardly wriggling like a worm due to the hemp rope binding her.
If she woke up in an unfamiliar place, it was no doubt because she was kidnapped!
The rope tying her was more than enough proof of that.
