The Supernatural

The Manager straightened his suit before exiting from his suite, ready to start a new day. According to the new report, they had quite the shipment in lately, which would entice the guests quite well. The Manager held a simple, yet formal, appearance wearing a two-piece black tie suit. Turning down the hall revealed the location of his office. It would've looked like it led to another room if it weren't for the two guards standing next to it. The guards were some of his finer workers of the Manager's, as they should be with the amount of time the Manager spent on them. They were all loyal to him, and more than half were personally attuned by him to become the perfect worker.

Giving a nod to the guards, one held the door open for him to step inside. Inside his office was just one shelf and a plain, wooden desk. On top of the desk was a book, his intercom, and two monitors. He looked down at the book for a moment before sliding into his chair. He signed into his computer and put on his wire-rim glasses. After reading through a few reports he pulled the microphone up to him. He started a broadcast to all floors, expect the basement of course, and began to speak:

"Attention all guests, this is the Manager speaking. I'd like to happily announce that we have a new shipment of humans in and will be getting a few more over the next couple days. Simply request on the intercom inside your room if you would like one. Have a wonderful stay at the hotel!"

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The Humans

Down in the basement, the new shipment were lying asleep in their cages. The cages were held on strong wires suspended by about ten feet above the cement floor. The lighting there was dim and flickered constantly, giving hardly any light to even see the others in their own cages.

In one of the center cages, Rand Johnson stirred from his sleep. On reaction he sprang up and instantly hit his head, the cage only high enough to allow him to be on his knees at most. Rubbing his head, Rand looked around, seeing cages around him but not who was in each one. Rand couldn't remember any of what happened, just when he was walking to the bar after they finished a job. "Where the hell am I?" He asked aloud. Throughout his whole life of being a hunter Rand had never seen, nor even heard of something like this. This wasn't an illusion or a dream, at least it definitely didn't feel like it.

"Rand? That you? Shouted a voice from Rand's right. The voice was Markus', Rand's trainee. "What is going on?"

For a moment Rand felt happy that someone he knew was here, but then worry came to him when he remembered their situation. "...I have no idea."

Soon, the other humans began to stir around them, all in their own cages with any knowledge of what was going on, but they were going to find out in due time.

Marcellus sat in his room, stirring around a half drank glass of Patrón. He found this hotel comforting rather than living on his own. Though, he didn't want any emotional attachment. It was how he was. He heard the intercom across his room and smiled. Room service had just cleaned up his last mess. He walked over to his intercom and pressed the button. "This is Marcel. I'd like to request a human. Just give me enough time to get my tools ready."

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Alucard sat in the lobby reading a book, waiting for a human to feed off of. He wanted to have some conversation. The good conversation had either left or had been sent to Marcel's room. He knew as soon as the shipment was in, he'd get a key and that what happened as a staff member walked up to him.

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Addie woke up in a dim room suspended in the air in a cage. She moved to the bars, trying to pry it open but no luck. She heard some others stir around. "Is anyone there? What's going on?"

Cianna breezed through the hotel door, fallen leaves spinning in her wake behind her. Her feet were muddy, her clothing tattered and torn, her hair wild. She approached the desk in the lobby, not a single piece of luggage to her name.

"Hello," she breathed, her voice chiming with the sounds of lonely forests and lackadaisical summers. "Ciana. I reserved a room." she spun on her heels and hopped up to sit on the desk as the receptionist looked through their records. Ciana drunk in all the people - so many wondrous people to learn from! - moving through the premises.

The intercom cut in, the manager's voice ringing through the Hotel. Cianna squealed in delight, unable to stop herself from clapping her hands together in enthusiasm.

"How wonderful!" she giggled, "Actual humans!"

"Hmm~ What's this? Another shipment... sounds fun~!" The silky voice said, mostly to herself.

Victoria had brought herself down to the lobby, wanting to watch the freakshows that came in. Alas, most were just plain old lycans or vampires— nothing to really catch the eye. But then her cat like eyes fell on the fae creature, the girl that seemed to float as she skipped up to the reception desk. Quite an oddball... the poor thing looked as if she had been living in leaves and woods her whole life, which probably wasn't far from the truth. How naive she must be.

Victoria's interest was piqued, maybe the humans could wait a bit before her call.

The succubus moved with elegance to the girl, but her movements were not airy and carefree, but rather dark and sultry like the rest of her kind. She gave a soft, charming smile through her painted lips at Cianna. "Well, don't you seem out of place? I take it you are new to this hotel?"

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The room was dark, but even with light James was unsure if his blurry vision would be able to identify where he was. He sat up weakly, touching his throbbing forehead with delicate fingertips, wincing sharply as his cramped muscles attempted to awake themselves.

There wasn't much he could remember. Walking home... Yes, he was walking home from the photoshoot, it was a late session. But, how did he end up here, wherever this was? It all seemed to fade so quickly.

If he strained his ears, James could hear others talking, even calling one another by their names. As he went to move closer, he found himself stopped by metal bars. A... cage? Was he arrested? No, why would it be pitch black like this in a prison? Plus, no prison he knew of put their prisoners in little bird cages like this.

His throat was unbelievably parched, but James knew he had to make himself known to the other, to find out what's going on. Someone had to know, right?

"Ex... Excuse me. Those talking... Does, does anyone know what's happening here?" His mother and brother must be so worried...

Jennifer Carson
The sleeping figure of Jennifer Carson lay curled up into a ball, her common sleeping position, surrounded by wavy black locks and a long white dress splayed out over the bottom of the cage. Eventually her eyes slowly fluttered open. Eyeing her surroundings she was quick to realise this was not where she was meant to be. A dim light flickered off and on, revealing the outline of bars. Bars? How was that possible. Pushing herself up slightly with her hands Jen outstretched her fingers to brush the metal bars.

At the yell of a man and the realisation of what encased her Jennifer slid back until her back hit more bars which was, in hindsight, not a good idea. The cage jolted and Jen was left swinging ever-so-slightly. She yelped at the jolt and took her impromptu swing as a realisation that she was not on the ground. Remaining as small as possible in a hunched position at the edge of her cage, knees to her chest she called into the dimness "Hello? Where am I?"

The Manager

@Cherrywitch@EmzyOfNeverland

There was a fast request for the humans, probably hoping to grab them before they went out of stock like last time. The last shipment had admittedly gone short quite fast due to the majority of requests being for food purposes. "Marcellus, your shipment is arriving. Enjoy!" He said before sending one of the humans, James Kaleb, out.

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Rand and Markus

@SouffleGirl123@Cherrywitch@EmzyOfNeverland

Rand could hear at least three others stir from their cages, all asking the same questions. None seemed to know what was going on. "Ah hell..." Rand muttered.

Markus stayed silent, not really sure what he should say. He'd always been one nervous to start talking first, and instead hoped Rand would break the ice.

Rand finally did so hesitantly. "I have no clue what's going on, but the worst thing we can do is panic right now. Take a breath. Let's introduce ourselves to each other. My name is Rand Johnson, and I'll do my best to-" before he could finish speaking an engine began to hum. One of the cages with human one inside began to swiftly move and went quickly out of the room, disappearing from sight. "Well, except for him I guess," the hunter said, giving a slight nervous chuckle. "The guy I was talking to is Markus, a shy fellow but nice. What's the rest of your names?

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Nixon

@EmzyOfNeverland@Mae@Cherrywitch

The vampire caroused the hallway, his eyes looking at everything that seemed slightly interesting. He had toured these halls many times before, but was always able to keep himself occupied. He wore a wicked grin, a face of someone who couldn't wait to stab his friend in the back. Slight twitches went off every so often as well.

Eventually he rounded the corner and found himself in the lobby, where several guests were. He did recognize Victoria, the succubus who always acted like the sweetest thing yet was clearly not. He considered annoying her but saw her talking with someone he didn't recognize. Eh...maybe later, he thought. There was also another in the lobby who seemed quite situated with his book. Nixon may have seen him before, he didn't remember very well. It was hard for him to remember. Giving a smile, Nixon used his power and blinked to end up sitting next to him. "Oh hey watcha readin'?" He asked, looking at the book and pretending to study it.

It seemed like there was quite a crowd gathering in the lobby where Scarlett was sat. Studying them in the reflection of the glass in front of her, she otherwise gave off the impression that she couldn't care less whether they were there or not. From their point of view they would see a slender figure with long, poker-straight platinum hair perched on one of the stools of the bar. What they could not see, however, was the glass of red liquid in front of her - already half empty.

As the intercom spoke up, a brief glimmer of a smile graced her crimson lips. Perfect. New friends. Bringing the glass up to her lips, she almost choked on the blood she was about to swallow as a squeal of pure delight bounced off of the walls in the lobby. Instead of maintaining her usual grace, Scarlett whipped around to have her eyes land on some sort of woodland being. Her eyes flashed, literally, with anger as her peace and quiet was spoiled by some little girl. With her lip curling up in disgust, she grabbed her glass and moved to a seat as far away from that ruckus as she could get. She had no time for weird and wonderful hybrids. She felt most comfortable around those that she was familiar with - the regulars, like herself.

Lucius grinned as the intercom alerted the hotel a fresh supply of humans had arrived. He had only recently arrived in his room, the heavy trenchcoat he had wore on arrival had already been taken off and placed at the end of the bed to reveal a black suit with a white shirt underneath. Lucius wasn't particularly fond of ties however, so he had left it in his home before traveling to the hotel. Walking to the intercom, Lucius placed his order "Is there any chance a human could be released onto the grounds? It's been centuries since I've been able to have a good,drawn out hunt" after placing his request into the intercom, the vampire took a silver lighter from his pocket and light a cigarette, staring around his room as he did. The room quality wasn't exactly something to write home about, but it would do fine for a holiday room. The guests he had seen on the way in had generally been what he had expected, although there was an odd creature that seemed to hover along the ground and was covered in dirt. Perhaps she was some low-born commoner who had recently been given the gift of unlife? But that would not explain her wings. Lucius shrugged as he a stream of smoke left his lips, he would have plenty of opportunity to ask if he wished to.

Cianna tilted her head to the side in a birdlike fashoin, watching the girl with unhidden fascination. There was a precision in her gaze, like she was drinking in every minute movement she made.

"oh yes, very much so. I just arrived today." she replied, hopping down from her perch as the receptionist passed her her key. "Have you been here long?" she asked with curiousity.

Another sly grin tugged at the red lips' corners, she given a soft laugh in her throat. "You could say that, love." Victoria purred out, offering her hand to the fae creature. "My name is Lady Victoria, but you don't need a formal tone with me... May I ask your name?"

Fufufu, something so innocent will be so easy to manipulate! She will not be so pure for very long~ How she loved to taint the innocent. What should she do first? Drink, kill, gamble, oh the options were limitless! Victoria's face kept the sweet kind look though inside she was about to burst with excitement. What fun this was!

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Take a deep breath? Not Panic? How in the world could he not panic? James was in a pitch black room, in a cage, with no recollection how he got there and the only hint being a painful throbbing on the side of his head. That warrants panic, in his book.

Still, he knew this unseen speaker was right, it could only makes things worse if he was hysterical. The mechanic sound of a cage being moved scared him, but James only swallowed the lump in his throat. That couldn't be good... Hesitantly, he replied. "J-James... My name is James."

But as soon as the last syllable had left his mouth, the metal sounds started again, but this time it was his cage that was being pulled away from the others. What was happening? What would happen to him?! James could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears.

The light of the room blinded James as he was forced in, falling face first onto the carpeted floor, smelling of old alcohol and perfume amongst other things. A... hotel? He couldn't quite pinpoint whether he was dropped in or thrown in bodily, but at that point it didn't matter, because as he dizzily sat up and his eyes dilated James could see he was not alone in the room. There was another man.

Timid, the dark haired human forced his aching muscles to pull himself up into a standing position, deep blue eyes that of a deer's in headlights. There was something definitely off here... Why did he get such terrifying vibes from this guy? Did he notice James yet? The young model started to edge towards the room's door, hoping he could make a quick clean escape without having to get involved with whatever this was.

(Please ignore double post... sorry.)

Stay calm? stay calm?! Ha! Jen would have laughed had that horrid feeling of not knowing, that horrid feeling of fear not encased the hunched girl. With a shaky exhaled breath the young woman, who's cage was no longer swinging slightly, straightened her back. That was when the mechanical whirs started, a cage was then dragged away. Jen quickly gripping onto the bars of the cage with her hands. Rand, as the man introduced himself, attempted to lighten the mood but, in her current situation, Jen didn't take it so lightly. "Do you find this funny? Really? That's a person! For all you know that could of been you!" she retorts toward the sound of the voice.

A male, a different one, called out his name among the cages before the awful mechanical whir came and took another who was in the direction of the voice of 'James'. This was bad. Very bad. Jennifer tried her best to get her fast-paced heart under control before gently, yet audiably, introducing herself. "I'm Jen... Jennifer Carson,"

Marcellus~(James)

Marcellus walked through the door of his room with more alcohol just in time to see the cage be dropped in the middle of his room. His eyes wandered to the dark haired young male in the cage. He was pretty for a human but that wasn't saying much.

"Well, aren't you a fine piece of meat," Marcel said in a sadistic voice before pulling out a metal chest out from under the bed. He opened to reveal all kinds of things from saws to acid. He poured a drink leaning on the table. "This is going to be fun. So, what do we do next? "

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Addie~ (Jen)

Addie heard the commotion and tried to do the best to stay calm. She tried to be as calm as possible but she was shaking profusely. The last thing she remembered was seeing her dead family and now she was in a cage with a bunch of other people. Addie didn't know what was going on but she was living her version of a horror movie.

As soon as one of the cages left, she let out a small shriek, her cage rattling with her shaking. She heard the the cage next to her say her name and Addie let out a deep breath she didn't know she was holding. "I'm Addie. Adelaide Bronwyn."@SouffleGirl123@Cherrywitch

The Manager

@Pyromaniacwolf@EmzyOfNeverland

After making a slight hum the Manager gave a direct reply to Lucius. "That can certainly be arranged for you Lucius. Just remember policy, let it go beyond grounds and we'll have to exterminate it with a retrieval team," he cautioned while accessing his computer. This time he sent Adelaide Bronwyn. When she would arrive at the grounds her cage will be placed right outside with a key to release herself along with a note attached to it that simply read run.

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Rand and Markus

@SouffleGirl123@EmzyOfNeverland

Rand sat back in his cage as he heard one girl shout at him for chuckling. He didn't give a reply, just staring forward thinking. When she said her name another followed suit. After a moment he began to speak again. It's good to meet you Addie, and you Jennifer. You're right though, it could've been me. Though at least it seems like that James guy will either get to know what's going on faster than us or..." he stopped when he realized what he was going to say. ...or die, he finished in his head.

"Rand? Is this some supernatural thing? A djinni illusion?" Markus asked from his cage. Markus had been investigating the cage as best he could, but found no real weaknesses to it. All he found was the keyhole, but it was impossible to lockpick with no tools.

"I don't think so, this doesn't seem like an illusion. Someone made this messed up place, and it's quite orderly," Rand replied. "I wonder when this someone will want another one of us." The sound of a whirring engine answered that question, whisking the cage of Addie away from them. "Oh, I guess right then." Rand laid down in his cage with his feet up against the bars. "Hey, if one of you happen to get out of here without me, update my book with whatever you find out alright? I figure the other hunters should know of this place."

[center]Jennifer Carson
Interacting with Rand, Markus @Doc and Addie @EmzyOfNeverland

Jen remained in her spot at the edge of her little cage, still gripping onto the bars, her knuckles becoming pale with such an action. She silently listened to the two men converse with one another yet said nothing. She stared blankly into the flickering lights at the direction of the voices. The sound of whirring resulted in a strengthened grip on the bars.

At Rand's request she turns in his direction, her inquisitive mind working in overtime, "Do you remember how you got here? I mean, last thing I remember is I was at a charity ball then, boom, I wake up in a cage. The flickering of the lights make it hard to adjust my eyes but I don't see an exit except through whatever machine's taking people up and they knocked us out which would be of no point if they didn't care if we knew where we were. I don't think they want us to know where we are. Jen moistens her lips before adding grimly I don't think we're getting out of here, or wherever the thing takes us. Not alive at least,"

Immediately, his breath caught in his throat. The shine of the blades and tinkling of the acid bottles was something that should stay in a horror movie, never to be brought to real life.

Still, James was a defiant person. He wouldn't take this lying down. The pretty deep blue eyes narrowed as they raised up to, what he only thought was, the other human male. "Is this some sick joke? Look, I don't care what the hell any of this is, but I don't want to be in the middle of it. Just let me out and let me leave, I don't even want an explanation." He stated coldly, already getting ready to leave as he attempted to stand in the small cage.

Yu-Pha

A cage... Another cage... Being trapped wasn't anything new to Yu-Pha. Apparently there were others there with her, as it was evident by the many different voices that woke her up. Jennifer, Adelaide, Rand, Markus... The names faded from her mind as soon as she heard them.

The words that came from the speakers still ringed on her ears "Shipment", "Request". She didn't knew where she was, but the way the voice spoke hinted one thing: they were disposable. Wasn't that different from the Underground rings... Yu-Pha was treated like a "disposable" good for a good while now. The only thing she could do is use her body and her mind to survive. The single word that flashed on her head every single second she was awake all those eleven years was still there. Burnt in her mind, like a searing wound: SURVIVE. On the first 5 years, she hated her captors. That hate, that rage fueled her. Fighting like a beast, her hands were already stained with blood, but she didn't care. Not anymore. As the years passed, the hate she felt became part of her. There were simply to many people to hate... So many people who watched her fight and laughed, the ones who whipped her, the guards, her opponents...

When hope fades away, when your instincts fail you, when your strength is not enough, there are only three possible outcomes: or you break, getting completely mad, turning either into a beast that hates everything and everyone, hopelessly flailing its arms, teeth, claws at everything who gets nearby or the husk of a living being, completely giving up. But some turn into a monster far worse than a beast... Hands too dirty with blood to care about lives. A cold and calculist mind, forged over the remnants of feelings, hopes and dreams long sealed and forgotten. A strong body forged by hate and revenge, fueled by fear and despair. Even if it tries to hide in the skin of a human, a monster's eyes will remain the same.

When all that is left is fear and despair, there is only one thing that will save you: turn all your fear, all the pain and agony you feel into hate. Let this hate burn, let it be your fuel, let your wrath consume all the needless feelings, everything that it was taken away from you: love, compassion, freedom. Sharpen your mind into a deadly blade, forge your body into a fortress.

"Sharpen your mind and forge your body, lest they fail you when you more need them." Yu-Pha said to herself, doing the only thing she could, doing push ups while thinking about what to do next.

@SouffleGirl123 @Doc @EmzyOfNeverland

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Kamilah

"Hello everyone! I missed all of you!" Kamilah said, walking in the lobby. As always, it was simply impossible to ignore her presence, she looked almost like a porcelain doll, with a white mantle over her shoulders. Her sweet smile and the impeccably white fangs showing when she smiled only made her even more beautiful. Delicate but dangerous, she had a different type of charm, not like a succubus or a siren, it was something more unique, her own charm. She looked inoffensive, innocent, and fragile, but small details shown otherwise: the strong hips and tail, the tiny hint of mischief behind that sweet smile, the way her hips swung when she moved...
But then you stared at that delicate, white and innocent smile again. That uncertainty, that duality was her charm.

"So you have another "shipment" of humans?" she asked, with a small hint of discontentment on her face.
"Well, for the new faces, my name is Kamilah, the older ones may already know me. Feel free to ask for any medical help if you need. I would be glad if you decided to drop by my room to have a nice talk. I'll be at my room if you need me." she said, smiling to everyone in the lobby and getting to her room.

Getting there, she immediately went to the intercom.
"Would you please bring some meat for me? I'm sooo~ hungry! It was a long trip after all!" she asked by intercom.
"And... if there is any... wounded human, send them to my room ok? Just don't make a fuss about it, ok? That will be our little secret." she said whispering, to prevent or at least try to prevent other to hear.

@Cherrywitch @Mae @Moriarty @EmzyOfNeverland @Doc

Marcellus(James)
Marcellus just let out a small chuckle as he took a sip of freshly poured scotch. He loved when the humans didn't have a clue. Marcel was able to torture humans to insanity over and over again because of his power and he could tell this one would take a while to break. "Well, you're a naive one aren't you?" he said as he grabbed a small dagger from his box to shatter his sense of reality.

Marcellus walked over to the small cage and jerked the boy's hand from the cage a made a deep gash in the palm before pulling his hand to his mouth, licking at the blood that poured out, healing the cut in the process.

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Adelaide "Addie"(Lucius)
Adelaide stopped shaking as the people around her started talking. This was literally something she had saw in a horror movie or some kind of human trafficking. She was just about to speak to Rand before the whirring started again and this time her cage moved. She let out a loud shriek as she disappeared from the room and watched her cage move through a dark space. She closed her eyes tightly as she felt the air around her change density and felt a cool breeze and bright light. Addie opened her eye, blinking a few times for them to get adjusted before realizing she was outside. She looked around at her surroundings and saw a huge fancy building on one side and a field and woods on the other. The building must have been where she was held captive. Addie looked down to see right outside her cage was a key with a note attached. She picked up the iron key and read the note. Run. Adelaide pushed her arm out the cage to unlock the cage and ran towards the woods as fast as she could.@Cherrywitch@Pyromaniacwolf

The Manager
Location: Office

@13org@Cherrywitch@Mae@Moriarty@EmzyOfNeverland

Hearing Kamilah's request, the Manager was about to reply when he stopped himself. Coming up with an idea he hummed to himself, typing on his computer. A new shipment should start with something fun with the guests, he mused. He hit the 'auto release' button on his computer then grabbed his microphone, broadcasting to all except for the basement.

"Attention, this is the Manager. There is a report of some humans 'escaping' from their cells. Any who capture one can claim them," he said, setting the mic down for a moment. This time he sent it privately to Kamilah's intercom. "Follow Nixon, he'll help out with what you want," he suggested.

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Nixon
Location: Lobby
@13org

Nixon looked up at the ceiling as he heard the new announcement overhead. He looked at the other supernatural at first, then made a wolfish grin. "Ah, now this is exciting! Let's see if any of you even get to them!" He shouted before blinking, causing him to end up in the next hallway. This was different from the normal, maybe he'd have some fun with it. He began moving when he stopped momentarily like he was listening to something. "Alright, alright," he muttered. He turned around and looked at Kamilah, gave a quick nod and kept moving.

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Rand and Markus
Location: Basement
@SouffleGirl123@13org

Rand gave a shrug, still lying down in his cage. "For once, I don't remember a thing. I was headed to the bar, and then same thing as you. Whoever it was, they're quite good at making people disappear without a trace," he said. "But I think we'll get out of here, or at least one of us. I don't really feel like dying yet." He heard another girl off in a further cell, talking to herself and seemingly ignoring them. "I didn't know we had another friend here," he called out. He sat up, trying to look over but suddenly the cage opened beneath him, causing him to drop to the ground. Cursing aloud, Rand braced as best he could as he fell into the darkness. Fortunately the ground wasn't very far down, only really making his hand hurt when he hit the ground.

Markus got up quickly as he saw Rand fall, looking around for anything that would help him. "Rand! Are you-" he yelled when his cage opened up beneath him as well. Markus grabbed onto the bars on the side of his cage, keeping him from falling. However, his grip wasn't very secure, causing him to slip and fall to the ground as well. Soon the other cages opened up as well, causing the ones inside to fall below.

Jennifer gave a sigh as Rand went on before mentioning the other voice, muttering to herself. Suddenly came a clang of metal as the voice of Rand yelled followed by a thump. "Rand?" she calls out, sliding to the front of the cage and gripping the bars in front of her as she looks below. Before she could do anything else the bottom of her cage swings open and the young woman gives a quick shriek and her feet fall toward the ground. Her hands still gripping into the cage bars result in her being suspended in the air. Unfortunately Jen's grip was never too amazing and soon she was falling with a yelp.

With a small 'bang' Jennifer hits the ground, only just taking notice in the fact she was barefoot. It was probably for the best- landing in heels in this style would not end well. After a quick few seconds to recover from the shock of her random landing Jennifer stands up before calling into the darkness "Are you all okay?"