Alya kept her eyes closed. She had entered the damned place half knowing what would wait her. She had broken two thumbs and given atleast one concussion before she had been restrained - when she had finally calmed down she hadn't resisted to anything - only when a man tried to take her coat the woman had reacted violently. After a moment the man had gotten ice for his bleeding nose and Alya was allowed to wear her coat. She remained calmn now - after all she had come here on her own free will. Still just to be sure two fellows escorted the dark haired woman to the stage. One of them pulled the coat from Alya's shoulders and draped it on the back of the chair that the woman would be occupying. Alya finally opened her eyes and glanced around. She had introduced herself truthfully as Alya Falco to the fellows who had asked her name. Now she just waited for things to come. Alya stared at her polished nails and silently wondered if they had ever looked so... 'perfect'?