Prerna
Prerna's eyes stared blankly at the gray ceiling as she lay in bed, the royal purple comforter clutched tightly in her hands. Soft footsteps came down the stairs, but she chose to ignore who they belonged to.
She was trapped. A mouse in a maze without a clue as to which way to turn, so she gave up. In bed, she was at least comfortable.
Before she'd been locked away in this room in the basement, she'd briefly been able to examine the house she was captive in. It was very modern with windows covering nearly every external wall of the two-story house. There wasn't a single window in the basement though, meaning no natural light to burn or kill, Prerna with. Elsa had made sure she was aware of that before locking her away.
She threw her legs over the side of the bed, no longer wanti
