I awoke in a strange room; it was dark and cold. I sat up quickly, trying to look around. I couldn’t remember anything that happened, just running through the forest with Jackson; enjoying the air blowing through my fur.
There was a slow and steady dripping noise coming from nearby and a creaking of floor boards. I stood from the object I had been laying on, balancing myself. I began reaching around, trying to find a wall or surface to help guide me to a door. I had taken maybe three or four steps before I felt a sharp pull at my left ankle, and a metallic sound. Just as I reached down to feel for what had a hold on my leg, a bright white light filled the room.
“Well, well, what do we have here?”, a female voice said, making me turn to see where it had come from. Standing in the do
