[center][i]Freya's ears flickered as she noticed her cage slightly moving. She didn't understand, as if her brain short-circuited and needed to be rebooted. Around her, everything was in fast-forward while she was motionless in the middle of it all. How could this happen? The cage flung at every direction as it could until it landed to where she was told to be. She stared at the door which had been covered with a layer of dust that slightly covered their regal splendor. [b]"Everything here looks cheap as hell.."[/b] She mumbled, disgusted of how poor people were these days, compared to her. [b]"This is a dingy place."[/b] Freya muttered as she gripped the bars tightly. Her eyes scanned the room she was sent to, looking for the perpetrator.

Finally, Freya spotted the man. It wasn't how she imagined it to be. He looked normal. Like any other human being. Breaking their eye contact she looked down at her shirt to notice she was dirty. Her eyes widen as she clutched her fist. Looking up at the man, she quickly announced, [b]"You fool! Look at what you did to me!"[/b] She yelled, managing to stand up. [b]"I'm dirty because of you! You people captured me and made me dirty! What is wrong with you!"[/b] She shouted, stomping her foot on the ground. [b]"I ain't no slave all right!? From now on, you're my slave for what you did to me!"[/b][/center][/i]