62 Crisis (1/2)

Meaghan slowly crawled out of unconsciousness, forcing her eyes open. Her body refused to obey her commands, and as she became more aware, she realized one of the reasons why. She was lying on a curved cushion on her left side, her arms and legs shackled.

Carefully glancing around, all she could see was blank white walls that appeared to be made of Fiberglas. A low humming and the slight movement of the room made Meaghan think she was on a boat of some type.

She winced as she tried to move to a more comfortable position, which caught the eye of someone.

”Oh, good, you're awake, perempuan.”

[A/N: 'woman' used in a derogatory way]

She looked down near her feet where an older woman was leaning back in a chair, near a tiny desk bolted to the cabin floor. The woman had white hair pulled into a high ponytail, and was dressed in blue urban camouflage pants and a black t-shirt. She straightened up and walked the few steps to Meaghan, menace in every step; her right hand casually rested on a shiny black sidearm on her right hip, and a sheathed knife was tied off around her left leg.

Meaghan swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry, but she licked her lips and attempted to talk.Her voice came out hoarse.

”Why am I here?”

The answer was succinct and threatening, and she choked back her fear.

”Bait”.

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