Chills.

The first thing that Yuki experienced as she regained consciousness was a dreadful chill up her spine, and that instinctive gut feeling that something was very wrong. As she slowly came to her senses, the next thing that registered with the bewildered girl was the pain. She attempted to move her hands to soothe the aching parts of her body, but she quickly discovered that she couldn't move her limbs. That's when she truly became alarmed.

Yuki's eyelids flew open in dread, feeling like an ice cold hand was squeezing her stomach. What was going on? Although her eyes took in the terrifying situation she was mercilessly thrust in, it seemed that her brain didn't quite follow. For a few moments, she simply stared in horror at the strange man and their ominous surroundings. It didn't immediately occur to her that she was in danger--not until she connected the dots a couple of seconds later.

Her limbs were all bound, she wasn't able to speak, there was a seemingly insane man in front of her, and the room looked like a dungeon. Instinctively Yuki recoiled as the man slowly advanced, doing her best to scoot back. A muffled whimper escaped her gagged lips as she looked wildly around, looking for any glimmer of hope that simply had to exist. That's when she realized that she wasn't alone, there were others as well. None of them seemed to be able to do anything though, they were all bound in a similar fashion. 

With a muffled cry, Yuki began to writhe within her bindings, attempting to loosen them up. She succeeded in only rubbing her delicate skin raw. A gut wrenching cold feeling washed over her as she fixated her gaze onto the strange man, something telling her that she wouldn't make it out of this situation the same.