She couldn't remember how she got there. She couldn't remember what happened. She didn't even know her own name. All she could remember was pain and fear. It was loud, and it was dark. There were voices all around her, though none of them seemed to be speaking to her. She called out for help, but the words never reached past her lips... Ashley was getting more comfortable telling her story. It started as an email, then a journal entry, and finally...