Vivian woke up feeling satisfied and in harmony, for a moment she was bewildered about where she was. Her hair was as unsettled as her mind, untamable and feral. Her once wonderful raven curls now vaguely related with a bird's nest and any clips that had once held them in place were long gone. She took a glance at the cave and felt like it was comfortable, roomy nevertheless ordinary at the same time. Where could she be? And why does she felt like this was Déjà vu? This happens before.
“Wait, I'm in a cave? Woah!” Revolted she began to stands up and looked around.
“Oh my god! I was kidnapped.” Her heart pounding a tremendous speed while her headaches worsen. It felt like a hammer was being battered on her head.
“No, you are not!” Came a voice from the entrance. "...I did not kidnap you,
