Becky and Robin awaken, elsewhere

It was impossible to know how long it had been since the two had had their ill-fated struggle. All Becky could know was that she seemed to be in some sort of cell, Robin was with her too, and that her head hurt something fierce. The room itself was rather large for a prison cell, and though manacles and benches lined the walls, both her and Robin were unbound. In the center of the room were two identical strange, padded benches with several iron rings bolted to their legs. The appeared to be designed as seats, so that whoever was chained to them would be **** upright, with their hands and legs locked in place.

As she took in her surroundings, Becky slowly became aware of a strange, pungent cinnamon-like smell. Her head began to clear, and a moment later, she heard Robin groan and begin to stir.

Becky hurried over to her, helping her sit up and doing a quick check for injuries. Robin seemed undamaged, save for a few scratches and rips in her suit. Becky checked herself next, and found she was in much the same state.

"Where are..." Robin started to speak, then scowled. "Those damn shadows! Where's my sword, I'll--"

She paused again. Robin patted down he body, taking off her suit-jacket, and rummaging through the pockets. When she looked up at Becky her face was pale.

Becky quickly searched herself for the few alchemical tools and potions she had managed to smuggle in herself. They were missing as well. She closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing pulse so she could think--think of a way out of this!

Her eyes shot open once more at a loud banging sound. "Hello!?" Robin was halfway across the room, slamming her fist against the door. "Who's there?! Let us go!" she hammered again, only to be met with silence.

"What are you doing!" Becky scrambled to her feet, scurrying over to speak in a half-panicked whisper. "Who know's what's waiting for us out there! Let's just take a minute to think, and--"

"No, it's definitely him," Robin said. Her eyes narrowed with determination. "Lord Highwater. He's the one who captured us--I know it."

Before Becky could respond, she was hammering on the door again. "Let us out of here, you fiend!"

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This chapter was co-authored by Shandy (https://chyoa.com/user/Shandy) --please check out his stuff! :)