“Flaunt it babe” came a voice deep from a faceless figure. She looked at it clueless; pretending not to know what was expected.

Her eyes wander across the room, or what she could make of it. “Try to open your eyes” came a command from the same faceless figure. It was so hard to stare directly into the light without squinting. Her hands begin to sweat although the room was quite chilly, with a constant draught blowing across her feet sending shivers throughout her body.

Her delicate body began to shake; it was hard to tell whether or not it was the cold or her nerves taking over. She felt like a deer in the headlights, frozen and memorized by the brightness of the light she was staring at. With every breath her chest rose and fell, it became more obvious as she began to take deeper breaths.

She mumbled shaken words to herself, soft enough to make sure he didn’t hear her. She could feel her hands starting to tremble more than just slightly. She slowly raised her right hand which meet with her left as they gripped together, trying her best to suppress the shakes. He didn’t seem to comment.