The prompt: She felt for the lock in the dark.
When Alaina opened her eyes, she wasn’t even sure she actually had. The darkness surrounding her was as black as her sleep had been. Her eyes refused to adjust, and her legs wobbled as she stood. The rough walls scratched her palms as she searched for a light finding none. At last the stone smoothed into what felt like a door. She felt for the lock in the dark, but the door was bare. No lock, no handle.
Panic set in, her mind racing. Only one person would do this to her. The question was: how had he found her?
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