Lids shifted open, her eyes adjusting to the dim light of the unfamiliar surroundings. The commander was on her front, laying on the floor of…a cell? She lifted her head slowly, pain suddenly making itself known in the back of her skull. What the hell had happened anyways? Once minute she was walking to Bikanel, and the next, she was here.

The floor, made of stone, was cold and damp under her. Slowly, and painfully, she arose from her position on the floor and held her head. Examining the room, she noticed that there were three walls; all made of stone and appeared to be just as damp as the floor. Where the other wall would normally be, steel bars replaced it. The light source was pouring in through the bars, and she could make out two shadows.
The dripping sound of what she assumed would be water, although she was unsure, rang in her ears as she stumbled over to the bars and held on to one of them. She looked over the figures. One looked like…Nero. The guy that pissed her off the other day. And the other was smaller. More feminine. Her eyes adjusted a bit more.
“——- Yuel?”