10 hours later
Gabrielle slowly opened her eyes, her head pounding from being hit. She slowly sat up, placing her hand on her forehead. She looked around her to see she was in a badly lit room.
The floor of the room was dark brown, the walls of the room had dark tan paint on them that was chipped off revealing the drywall underneath, and the ceiling of the room matched the walls.
'Where am I?'
She looked around her, seeing paint dust and dirt scattered throughout the floors. She looked on the other half of the room seeing a dark brown doorway that was covered by a hanging black blanket.
She slowly stood to her feet, her pounding headache making her instantly dizzy, she stumbled, quickly catching herself.
'I have to get out of here.'
She slowly walked to the door, her footsteps creaking against the floorboards. She walked up to the doorway, hearing men whispering to themselves. She listened in.
"So what do you want to do with the girl," A man asked.
