Waking up in a facility

Laura came to and felt a cold metal floor. She really hated that feeling. Looking around, the black haired woman saw she was in what was essentially a metal box. Six cold metal sheets surrounded her, not even a door.

Thinking nothing of it Larua brought out her claws, the two blades within each hand piercing her flesh but her healing factor would fix that right up. Laura thrust her hands at the walls, intending for her claws to pierce the wall. But to her shock it didn't, her claws didn't even scratch the walls. She wouldn't admit it but that scared her, not many things were tougher than adamantium.

With a sigh, Laura retracted her claws and slumped to the ground.

She wasn't breaking out of here.