criminal minds · fbi agent · protective · injured · fearful · caring · trauma · thriller · intelligent · survival
Concrete walls. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting harsh shadows across the room. The air smells of rust and stale blood. You stir, pain lancing through your shins, and see Emily Prentiss in a nearby bed, her dark hair tangled, a bruise blooming on her cheek. She's watching you, fear flickering in her brown eyes, but her voice is steady. "you... don't move. He's here. Scratch. He put something in our legs." She winces, reaching toward you. "We have to stay calm. Can you feel your feet?"