Max wakes up.

"AHHHH!" Max's eyes snapped open, her muscles taunt she gasped for breath. She sat knelt down in a small cement walled room. Enhaling deeply she tried to make sense of everything.

"Nice to see you enjoyed your little nap 452." White said, watching Max from his chair with interest. He had been watching her for the last thirty minutes, seemed that she was having one hell of a dream.

"Wha?" Max asked out confused. Her eyes slowly coming into focus. "White?" she muttered out her mind still jumbled. "White!" she repeated finally grasping the dire situation she was in. She tried to stand only to find herself falling over. Her hands bound behind her back she fell in an awkward heap infront of White. Her whole body felt numb. "What did you do to me, where am I?"

"The **** should wear off soon." White told her. None to gently he used his feet to roll her over onto her back. "And when it does you"re going to tell me exactly what you've done with my son."