It was getting dark when Erato opened her eyes again. At least, it was dark where she was. Her eyes and head ached, and she had an itch on her wrist. She carefully went to lift a hand to rub her face.
Hybris had been in the cafe. Hybris had done something. Her neck- She let out a startled cry as she realised her wrists were restrained, and the shock of it shook off the remaining drowsiness. Where was she? This wasn’t her home, and her safe, cosy bed. This was somewhere cold and dark and smelled awful, and she was tied down most uncomfortably…