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Gemini opened her eyes slowly, waiting to see light hitting her eyes to let her know it was morning. Her body was aching with her odd position in sleep and she brought up a hand to rub the sleep from her eyes. Her lungs filled with the acrid smell of smoke and she let out a small cough. Had she left a cigarette lit? The smoke seemed really thick to her and it coated her tongue and throat. That confused her. She licked her dry lips and went to sit up, pushing herself up with her slender arms. She kicked her legs over the side of her bed and straightened. What she saw before her was not her bedroom, it wasn't even a hotel room.
The room that surrounded her was made of bars all the way around. Above her and below her was a thick sheet of metal that covered the top of her cage as well as the bottom. Gemini saw that she was laying on a velvet covered couch that was elegantly made from the wood head board to the clawed feet that held it off the floor. The velvet was a rich material, the color of blood. There were golden swirls sewed into the velvet.
Gemini herself was dressed in the same material as the couch, a blood red silk, only it didn't cover her fully. It covered only her private areas, revealing everything else to the world. A thin scarf with draped around her shoulders and it curled around her arms that were covered with silver arm bands and bracelets that jingled when she moved. There were also silver ankles around her ankles along with something less fashionable. A thick metal chain cupped itself around her left ankle and it clincked on the floor when she moved.
Gemini's pulse sped up and she could hear the blood in her ears. Yes, she remembered now. She wasn't home, and hadn't been home for some time. At least a few days, maybe a week. She didn't remember. All she really remembered was a party that she had gone to that had been crazy and then the next time she was awake she was here, going through slight withdraw. She had no idea how long she had been out the first day but she did remember someone sliding food, drink, and a needle through the small food hold at the bottom of her cage.
She had tried to ask people questions around here, where was she, how long had she been here, and so on. No one answered and she highly doubted they ever would. it was so dark in here besides the few candles that were lit to create a mood, along with lamps that were covered with dark silks and incense that seemed to burn forever. Those covered lamps moved gracefully like ghosts through the darkness, sometimes with one person, other times with two.
Gemini had even tried to speak with a few of the other men and women stuck in cages next to her but that always failed. Either they rolled around on their prop beds or prop pillows and said nothing to her hasty whispers or they were too strung out to answer her. All she knew was that her meals came three times a day, wine filled cups were brought more often than food, she was brought a needle every once in a while, and some of the other chained people around her had been let go. How they had been let go, or why, was a mystery to Gemini.
Gemini wiped the rest of the sleep from her eyes, trying to see past the thick smoke. In the distance there was a silken lamp heading her way and Gemini got off her couch, careful not to stand because the ceiling above her looked too close for her to stand at full height, and crawled to the bars, her tiny hands wrapping around the cold steel. "Hey... hey...." She called to the lamp carrier. This was her daily thing. She had yet to give up asking anyone questions about where she was. "Hey... hey... what is this place? Can you help me?" She asked softly. The silk lamp came to her cage and opened her food door. A plate of cold beef and potatoes slid over to her. The lamp carrier was about to move on when Gemini reached out and grabbed the shirt of the person who was feeding her.
The person yelped loudly and tried to pull away but Gemini held on tightly as best as she could. "Hey! Please... tell me something!" She said as s thick hand wrapped around her wrists and pulled causing her to let go of the lamp carrier. There was a flash of silver and a quick pain in her arm before she felt a sudden rush of pleasure and warmth. Her wrist was let go and she crumpled to the floor. It seemed as though she would not get her answers today.