• Carnaby Street, London 1690. I was with my mother when a sudden rain shower fell upon us. Without any cover we ran into a vacant building. We looked around suspiciously wondering why the front door of the building was open. The light in the room was dim; the only source being the small beams of light slipping through the cracks of the boarded up windows and the open door.
    "Mother, when will the rain be at ease?" I ask hoping for a straight answer.
    "I do not know my dear" She replied softly.
    I looked towards her; she was looking into the darkness with a pale expression.
    "Mother...Is everything all right?" I asked nervously, but she didn't respond. Right then a sudden crashing noise came from behind me. My mother and I looked, but by the time I turned around I was already gone. All I can remember from that night are the screams of pain from my mother. It echoed in my head for years. I never saw her again. I never saw anything ever again.
    1712, I open my eyes and everything is white. I use the back of my hand to my eyes, hoping that this will clear my vision, but it is no use I am blind. I listen to my surroundings and hear the whispers of people. They whispered in hushed voices: demon girl, mutation, and freak. I instantly became confused, did something happen? Where was I? Who are they talking about? These questions swam around in my head. Suddenly someone grabbed my arm and starts to drag me. I panic as another hand catches my other arm. I attempt to pull away, kicking and fighting.
    "Let go of me!" I screamed as I kick harder and harder, trying to loosen their tight grasp.
    It is no use. They lift me and throw me into a cold and cramped metal room. The metal door makes a loud screeching sound as it closes. Then it goes quiet. I feel around the floor for something, anything I could probably use to escape; but nothing. I felt like an animal in a cage.
    I become exhausted; soon after my stomach growls, begging me for food. How long has it been? I lean on the wall next to me for support, and curl up in a fetal position. I am shivering.
    I fall asleep. Shortly after, I feel a sudden stinging shock in my side. When I wake up I hear men talking; I can't understand what their saying. I try to move back but it is no use, the tiny room I'm in has nowhere for me to run to. Then a Pair of large hands grab my ankles and force me out of the metal room. I fall onto the floor. The floor did not feel like stone or brick, not even cement. I was sure it wasn't dirt or grass either. It is slimy and slippery; it feel as if I am sinking into the floor. I feel around the floor, and attempt to crawl. But the person grabs me again and flings me over their shoulder. The person is carrying me, but where are they taking me? I was too afraid to attempt an escape. Suddenly I am thrown onto a flat metal surface. Is it another room I thought? No, It wasn't. Multiple hands grabbed me and held me down, they tied me down with something that felt like leather belts.