She remembered the fire flowing from her hands and engulfing them - up until
something cold and hard hit her in the back of the head.
Now she felt herself being moved and, seconds later, being dumped on a cold
stone floor. She even heard Sam. But for some reason couldn't answer her.
She couldn't even open her eyes.
<Sam:>
Sam sat beside her friend on the cold stone floor of the dungeon. He hands
were tied behind her. "Reese," she called nudging her friend with her foot.
"Reese, come one wake up." She was desparate, they had to get out of here,
some how. She looked around the dimly lit room for some sort of weapon,
some escape, something, but nothing caught her eye.
