Oneword: Whisper.

The darkness made her eyes sore, pressed against them, pushing them backward into her skull. Without sight, her other sense heightened. She could smell the dampness off the walls. It clung to her skin, draped her in the kind of wetness that penetrated to the bone. There was a hint of sewage and sweat tickling the back of her throat, toying with her stomach and gag reflexes.

She could hear every bug crawling around her, every leg movement and mating sound. Something dropped in the distance, clanking, metal. She called out but her voice was raw, her throat vibrating with low raspy words resembling her grandfathers.

At first she had no idea if she was dead. If she were in a dream. Why had it been so dark? She thrashed about on the concrete floor, screaming, swearing, realizing when she went to stand up that her right leg wouldn't move. A sharp pain shot through her lower body causing her to violently twitch in agony. What the fuck happened to her?

Her fingers groped around the floor. There had to be something she could use to stand up. A chair, possibly to use as a crutch to start walking toward the sound. There was nothing within arms reach. She ignored the lancing pain in her leg and planted her hand about three feet to the left of her. Holding her breath she dragged herself across the rough floor wheezing, crying out. She only had a bit of time before the pain in her leg would take over and make her blackout. She used her left leg to push off the floor but with nothing else to support her she fell ungraciously to the ground, knocking her head on something solid. The sound vibrated all around her and she took a moment to gain back her senses. It sounded like metal. Her fingers felt the air around them until they hit the cool metal she had fell against. A bar. Two bars. Bars lining the length of her arms. A cell. It was a cell, a cage. She had been locked up. Oh God.

"Some one help me, please!" She was frantic.

Hitting the bars with her hands, trying to make as much noise as possible, "Please! Someone! I'm down here!"

The sudden movements made her leg ache and she felt her energy being consumed by the injury. She rested her head against the cool bar, tears draining down her face.

"Someone. Save me," She whispered before her head bounced off the concrete floor.