An indeterminate amount of time had passed for our shackled heroine. It seemed like a long time had passed,but the lack of any way to keep track of the hours and days made that tricky. She had tried to keep track by reciting Ranka's Lament to herself over an over.That poem took an hour to perform properly, but eventually she would forget what recitation she was on.

She had been here for awhile,at least. Weird she hadn't needed to drink or go to the bathroom.Not that she was complaining about not having to stew in her own waste, but it was another thing that just felt off.Like the fact that someone had gone to so much trouble binding her only to leave her unaided. Or the fact that she could recite epic poetry, but not quite remember her name or how she got here. Or what all of those loud noises were.

But she was certain of one thing. She was alive. And as long as that was true, she would keep fighting. So whenever sh heard a noise, she started yelling.

"Hello? Somebody? Help! I'm in here!"

Well,she tried to say that. Being gagged made it harder to speak. But hopefully, she got the point across.