Luna
But I am not even in the right senses, I can not even touch myself.
I let out a frustrated yell, my voice echoing in my own head. I hear someone laugh, a menacing and wicked kind of laugh. Suddenly the lights flicker on and a part of me is relieved but not for long. I am in an iron container in only my lingerie, part of my body covered in fur but that is the least of my problems right now, it is the man seated a few feet away from me with a cigarette in his mouth.