12:11 AM, Wednesday, March 27th, 2013
Gabriella’s eyes blinked away glowing motes of prismatic color, and they flicked around the room, taking stock of the situation. A mountain of pallid grey flesh hung above her, blocking most of her view, and she realized that Sean had been strapped to the board above her, and was hanging, face down; his eyes were closed, and his breathing was deep and deliberate. Gabriella shifted, and tested her bonds. The leather straps were tight enough to cut off circulation, and she could barely move. Her eyes flicked back upwards as Sean opened his eyes.