The first three days  were for her to get more comfortable with her surroundings.
She decided to try and slowly step out of her shell with trepidition.
Slowly but surely, it left her with an increasingly wonderful feeling of freedom and being able to breathe.
 These damn shackles had been weighing her down for quite a long while now and her thoughts had been gnawing at her subconcious
demanding answers for questions that at times made no sense or of which she wanted to just will away by the sheer force of her willpower.
She was so done with this internal battle that had taken a lot out of her mentally and emotionally.
Sighing in frustration when she reached back to the hotel at the end of the day and got overwhelmed with the same thoughts again,
she fell back onto her pillows and slowly tried to drift off to slumberland.
Quite an unexpected sight greeted her when she groggily sat up in bed the next morning.
There seemed to be limited light around her even though the glow in the dark clock face by her bedside showed that it was past 9.30am.
The air around her suddely seemed thin and constricting. She looked around the room in a panic when a slender pair of hands
seemed to materialise out of nowehere to settle themselves around her neck slowly trying to cut off her air supply.
It was a peculiar feeling to fear for your life but at the same time to want to give in and let those hands finish it off
and be the last thing she ev