Whoever tied me up either really didn't like me, or was extremely paranoid. The ropes were coarse, and bound so tight that they bit into my skin enough that I could feel the stinging of little tears across my wrists, arms, and ankles. Slowly, I regained consciousness, blinking repeatedly so my vision could clear up faster. When it did, I saw I was in a large, basement style room with minimal furniture. There was a large, bare table in front of me, the wooden chair I was currently tied to, and another wooden chair in front of the table. Julietta was sitting in that chair staring at me as I came to. She sneered when our eyes met, the expression ugly. "Nice dress." I glanced down. I was still in the Luna ceremony dress, and the rope was crisscrossed over my torso and bare arms, securing me to the back of the chair. My wrists were tied behind me, and under the huge dress, I could feel my ankles tied to the front legs of the chair.My mind felt empty, so when I yanked at the ropes with
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