Is she a captive or a diplomat? And why the unrelenting interrogation? What is she supposed to know--and why?! Why is there alewd striptease going on at her door. And if it's a jail, why is there no warden?! And where do the two-way mirrors lead to anyway? Believe nothing. Trust no one. And watch the pretty girls go by. Welcome to a place called Captive. Where madness and Madelyn meet.