She woke up in a dark place. There was nothing to grace her sight except a single three-legged stool. Her hands and legs were tied to two handles in the wall.

After not even a minute awake, a rectangular screen lit up in front of her.

"We're in need of a friend, you see. And we need you to bring her back. Help us, and you'll garner no harm. Don't help us - you don't want to see what happens."

"What do I need to do?" She croaked out, her voice hoarse.

"Tell of your saddened position, ask her to come here."

"Who?" Everything froze on her veins. She hunched up.

"Eleanora."

Her reply was quick, and clear.

"NO!"