I opened my eyes and my vision was dark, there's a cloth that's covering my eyes. I was blindfolded. Feeling the sweat flowing from my forehead down to my cheeks and my chest was throbbing so fast that any minute, it can explode.

I can hear so much noise coming from the outside where I currently was. It annoys my ear and the smell of the place is somewhat nasty. I don't know but there are different smell hovering around coming from cigarette, alcohol, and there's one unfamiliar but disgusting smell. This place suffocates me and a little cold.

I tried to remember what happened earlier and why I ended here. Maybe, it's already five hours after what happened or I'm not sure how may hours had passed. I just remembered walking out from the bar I'm working on then suddenly, someone grabbed and forced me to enter a black car.

I moaned. My nape suddenly hurts. Whoever did this to me, I'm sure that this place is not safe just by hearing those noise and sniffing those smells without my concern. But what's the reason for them to do this to me?

Do they need money? Well, I'm poor.

Do they need my body? Well I'm not sexy and I'm not a well verse type of woman.

They need a beauty? Oh C’mon! Their taste is bad. I only have brain to sell. Arg!

I thought my hands were tied just like what they did by blocking my eyes with clothes.  I immediately dug around and thank God, my legs aren’t tied too. They just blocked my vision, so I can still use my hands and legs to save myself.

I'm really not sure about my current location or what kind of place I'm in but right now, I smell danger. I may not beautiful and sexy enough to trade myself but I'm happy to have an excellent brain that I could trust.

Yes, I'm talking nonsense.

I stood up and almost fell over. I’m not really sure how long I’ve been in this place but probably, I've been sitting here for hours.

I tried to balance myself and let out a deep sigh after. I felt uncomfortable and a little weird about the clothes I was wearing. My jaw almost dropped when I touched the clothes covering my body.

No— it's just covering my shoulders down to my panty line. That's why it was so cold earlier. I can't see what exactly I'm wearing but I'm sure that it's a damn lingerie!

I gritted my teeth and closed my fist. My body heated because of anger. I was devastated and harassed at same time. How dare they! Whoever did this to me, I will definitely make them pay.

I started taking steps slowly headed to where I'm facing. I don’t know what’s in front of me or if I’m with anyone right now. My body could be hit by a dangerous object or come in contact with a dangerous person.

I almost slapped myself. Why is my brain not working now? Arg! I totally forgot that my hands are free to remove the blindfold.

When I finally removed the blindfold, I immediately looked around. It's already clear that I'm alone inside this room. The whole place was painted by dark gray and there's light coming from a mini chandelier.

I continued roaming my eyes around the place and there's a circular black glass table  near a large closed door. This place was seemingly a die hard fan of black color. After roaming around, I turned my gaze on myself.

My hunch earlier was right instead of the color. I'm wearing a black lingerie. Whoever brings me here or the owner of this place, the taste of that person was really odd. There's a multiple type of colors but is black too much attractive?

Again, I tried to remember the possibility on why I ended up here. I only recall walking out from the bar and going home when suddenly some men dragged me and forcefully entered me on a car. Even the car is black, how hilarious. The choices of color is funny. Maybe the person behind this happening has a dark edges on its life.

I'm thinking too deep, specially the reason why I'm here and why it's me that got abducted. Yes, this is kidnapping! Without a prior concern of an individual, forcing them and dragging into unfamiliar place is defying a human rights.

Also, I'm no rich. I'm no beauty. If they want to sell my organs, well I won't really recommend it. The only beautiful in me is my soul. Well, there's something off about it too but only a little.

This situation is getting me insane! I don't even know what time is it now or is it still the same day where it all happens, starting from the abduction? Gosh! I want to kick some douchebag. Maybe, the mastermind of this was a douche itself.

What's happening in the outside right now? It's wrong to be here. I need to get out. I still have many things to do. My responsibilities being a student and as a sister. I let out a frustrated sigh. I also felt that my body is getting weak.

Maybe because of the longest time that I've been sitting on the floor, wearing this uncomfortable clothes plus those nasty smells and noisy environment. But it's weird that I didn't feel any hunger.

I've snapped back to reality when the large door in front of suddenly opens, the reason why the noise become loud and clear. It was coming from a stereo. It looks like a party was happening behind this abduction.

My eyes stared at the two men who looks like a bouncer wearing a black t-shirt. I just stared at them while they take the path towards my direction. My right brow raised when they stop in front of me.

“You’re already awake,” said the one who has a tattoo on his right cheek. Both of them seems like a pro troublemakers.

“Oh. It’s obvious that my bodyguards are waiting for the sleeping beauty to come alive,” I sarcastically said. I don't think that it's them who dragged me out to enter the car. If so, then there's a lot of them. What are they planning to do with me?

They looked at each other, trying to bear with my answer. Both of them turned their gaze on me, again. Their eyes was quite troubled like they don't know how to deal with me. Funny, am I a monster? Well, I don't bite but just a little.

“Just come quietly,” the other man who has a tattoo on his left leg said then suddenly grab my shoulder. Is their tattoo a kind of symbol for their group? Well, it's not taking a good look either.

A serpent covering a sword, that's what their tattoo looked liked. I'm glad that it doesn't goes in black color. It might freak me out that this place was full of black!

“H-Hey! Be gentle, if something happens to this girl, even if a scratch, we’re doomed. You know it well that the boss won't let us off the hook,” said by the man who has a tattoo on his right cheek. I noticed that there's a fear in his voice.

I just named the tattooed man on the cheek as man number one and the other as number two. My stomach suddenly turned upside down but I managed to stop it. This habit!

Number two let go of my shoulder and his face was full of fear. I don't know but I get a picture of their boss. It might be a fatty ass who snores like a pig and with an annoying voice. I'm sure that behind all of this happening is a man.

I don't know the reason why they abduct and drag me to this unfamiliar place that recks of alcohols and cigarettes. It's so disgusting. I may not an average person but I still need a damn good place to inhales healthy air.