Alosa stared at the camera that watched her, lost in thought again about where she could be and why. She had been abducted precisely one hundred and eighty days ago, six months to the day she had been in here and in that time not a soul had come to her besides a robot that would bring her food, other necessities and the occasional book to read. She couldn’t even remember her kidnapping. One second she was hanging up her phone and the next she woke up in this beautiful cell. As far as prisoners went she was living a pampered life but it killed her not to know why and it caused her to yell again “who kidnaps someone and never comes to them or even talks to them! Please, just let me go or at least come talk to me and tell me why. I just want to know why!”
She sat on her bed and spoke in a calmer voice “You don’t make any sense…and I know you might not be able to hear me but I have nobody to talk to so if I’m talking to myself I may as well…I know you know me, you have to. You always send me food I like and you know I’m allergic to peanuts because I’ve never gotten anything with peanuts in it…is this some sort of test to see how long until I go crazy? Did I do something to you and now you’re punishing me? Did you like the guy I was making a second date with so you put me in here so you could have him? I mean, you don’t even have to come talk to me yourself, send me a letter with that robot…please…” She had said all this before and she knew she’d say it again in the future, she’d keep trying until who ever had taken her let her go.