***Note, crossover from Facebook RP. Sorry my spelling isn't the best.***

"Reiko?" His voice echoed in the night. "Reiko A. Souma, so help me god, I had better not find your corpse!!"

Three days have gone by since the last known where abouts of his daughter by adoption. Sixty-eight hours, to be exact. Nothing. The embassy had been his first suspect, followed by that large estate she's been known to sleep at. Lord only knows where that boyfriend of hers lives. Actually, Shourim didn't have a clue.

Flashback, Tuesday morning:
Shourim liked to follow a routine in the morning. Wake, eat, make himself presentable. Check for missed messages from Reiko or his patients. Ever since her parents dropped from some kind of drug that had poisoned them long ago, he'd stepped up as father figure. The man was frigging asexual and didn't even want kids, now he's been a parent by duress for twenty-two years! That long already..

His inboxes were, for once, empty. Never happened often enough for him to get used to it. He checked his schedule for the day's appointments. Reiko, along with two of his patients, had checkups. Routine phone calls were placed to make sure they were kept.

That was when Shourim found out, when Reiko's phone went to voicemail without ringing once. He hissed curses. Panic? Against his own practice he did just that. Against his practice came cup after cup of coffee with very little sleep. Today was the first day of his function on a full night's sleep, but even that was wracked with nightmares of his daughter's wellbeing.

Today's search brought him to the precincts Andu told him about. With him were flyers he made up before leaving the place he considered home. It was there he sought permission to post them after he filed a formal missing person report at each place.

Location: ???

Damn...it sure is chilly over here. These layers aren't quite enough to preserve warmth. Well, what was left of them. Reiko was in some room when she came to. Had someone turned on the air conditioner? Why was it so cold, this late in the spring? How odd was this, that she was starting to tremble.

"This is bad...I can't even track my own location," the woman said to herself aloud. She sounded as wasted as she felt. She could barely move as it was. "Like there are fecking rocks in my head...Andu? Big Brother? Bond?"

Calling out proved to be in vain. Where was her cellphone? That's right, sitting dead in her purse...wherever that was. Hoping that she was safe enough where she lay, Reiko's eyes slid shut again for slumber to take over. Maybe with a little bit more sleep, she might be able to gather enough of her bearings to remember where exactly she was. It surely didn't help that she was aching all over.

At last, it was starting to come to her. Where she was, as well as what might have brought her to this place, started to come together like pieces in a puzzle. It took some time, but her mind was starting to clear away those would-be "rocks" that seemed to plague her. There was a little snippet of her walking into a bar to meet with somebody, and then...nothing. At least there was a vague idea of what the person looked like. That might be the only positive thing to come Reiko's way.

Yet she was still stuck inside of this damned room. Whatever the day was, she opened her eyes in slits to find the sun's rays greeting her. It was her only indication of the time of day. Perhaps it was sometime in the afternoon. If the woman had to guess, then maybe it was early in the afternoon. She really wouldn't know for sure until she made the attempt to move. That, she should consider doing sometime soon. Who knows whether there might be any visitors from some creep - or, even yet - the one who had brought her to this room in the first place? Reiko didn't want to stick around long enough to find out.

Any attempt of moving started off with the still-aching woman wiggling her feet and legs first. Her left, followed by her right, moved from left to right and then up and down. Apart from the bits of pain which threatened to pulse up her tiny frame, both were functional. Then came the repeat, only with her hands and arms. Wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle. They were also functional, apart from the now-familiar bits of pain. Sitting up? Sure, she could do that pretty well. She had to plant her hands onto the floor in order to do so, but she was able to manage it otherwise. Standing up, on the other hand, was simply not going to do. Reiko was only able to get as far as shifting onto her knees before weakness caved to gravity, and she was forced down onto her hands and knees.

Terrific... A frown accompanied that thought as she was forced to get about by crawling. As much as the woman wanted to get out of this place, she didn't want to be seen in what she considered a humiliating position. No thanks. There's a window...if I can make it over there, then I should be able to figure out where exactly I'm at. That was the plan, anyways. "It'd be nice to have some sort of energy boost right now...or better yet, a healer." Not surprisingly, neither of these things were coming to Reiko anytime soon, as she had realised days ago.