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[ She has no idea how she ended up on the floor of the hallway, dressed in a very familiar garment. The bindings are secured tight, and she struggles a little to test them, to no avail.
But she can turn her head just enough to feel the press of something around her throat. Well, that would be interesting. ]
((OOC: C.C. is here from marinasylum, and is open for anyone and anything. ]