Clara's eyes fluttered open and she pulled the covers up more tightly over her form to protect against the cold. Her rear hurt and she needed to use the restroom, but in her sleep-addled state, she was more concerned with the cold that was making her shiver. My bed is more comfortable than usual, she thought as she rolled over contentedly. She reached for her phone to check the time, but she didn't feel it beside her in bed. As she moved her hand over the sheets and blankets, realization dawned on her that they didn't feel right. She sat up quickly to gather stock of her surroundings. As she did, the lights illuminated automatically to reveal that she was being held in a cage large enough to hold several pieces of furniture. She looked beyond the cage bars to find that stalactites extended
