Elliot woke up sometime later. Her eyes opened slowly and she tried to move her arms to find they were bound behind her back. The voice spoke, "You've been caught."

Elliot groaned, "Thanks for the update..."

Her eyes started quickly survey the area. She was locked in a cell. She squirmed a bit and managed to sit herself up. She rolled onto her knees and stood. She started to panic slightly as a feeling of claustrophobia washed over her. Immediately, her arm began to shoot out any gadget it had to release herself from her ties. All failed though, whatever material was to strong or placed perfectly to prevent her knife, and best choice, from being released from her compartment. The panic swelled in her and she started throwing herself at the wall, kicking here and there, trying to get out. She kicked at the bars before she noticed the picture on the ground. She hesitated and lowered to the ground. She sat and looked at the picture of a girl and boy. She was curious if the girl was her, why else would they leave it with her. She cried out in pain as there was a stabbing feeling in her head. The voice spoke, "Enough."

Elliot turned away from the picture and the bar off her cell and placed her forehead on her knees. She sat there as the voice spoke to her.