The day of her abduction.. Elora had been in a plain blue jeans and simple white logoless, almost baggy shirt.
The white inevitably turned brown as dirt covered it’s surface due to the nights she spent away from her bed, on the metallic floors with her head oddly finding some comfort in it’s hard texture.
The jeans, seemingly no different as she’d mostly spend most of her time on her knees, begging to be released.
And on a set day... When the container had been opened and a different light surged in, Elora had not groveled to be set free. Instead, she had been struck by an incomprehensible shock as she feasted her eyes...
She’d seen a new face, aside from the non humorous duo – Chloe and George -. It was a rather familiar one.
The figure had taken one good look at her, from her s
