She should have probably been worried that these armed guards were taking her to an unseen location but Abagail was as happy as ever. It's not like they were going to do anything nasty to her anyway, I mean because if they did she would just make it so they cared too much to do anything or maybe just make them so sad they cried and forgot all about her. Smiling happily to herself Abagail thought about her latest painting she had insisted that she brought along. Under her arm was the canvas with bright colours splashed all over it. It would probably sell really well when her publisher was told just how good she thought this latest painting was. 
So she happily pranced along in between two beefy men with not a worry in the world, as long as Abagail could paint she didn't really care where they took her. It could be planned for her to go to a small prison cell but she knew she could slowly make them turn it into a luxury suite if she made them feel bad enough for her. It wasn't until she saw the Aperture corporations prison did she start feeling a bit uneasy about what was happening.