Prologue:

I press play. A girl is in the center of the screen. At first glace she appears to be in a warehouse of sorts. Crates and various equipment are scattered around the space behind her. She's tiny and kneeling on her bare knees with her hands tied behind her back, a blindfold over her eyes, and cloth shoved into her mouth. She's only covered in a black bra with matching underwear. The camera appears to be placed on a flat surface so it doesn't move.

The girl is shivering. She breathes out into the cloth and a cloud of white swirls around her. She's terrified. She's trying her best to stay quiet, but tiny sobs escape her throat. A loud noise off the screen makes her jump. A deep raspy chuckle comes from behind the camera. A man, a big man, moves in the front of the screen. He's darker looking. Has deep black hair with a thick beard to go with it. He steps behind the girl and she shrieks as he begins to untie her. The first thing to go is the blindfold. It falls to the concrete floor and her eyes instantly lock onto the camera.

My heart sinks into my stomach. Those eyes. Those familiar, large, clear blue, beautiful round eyes. They're-

"Ana!" I cry out.