The House Elves apparated her into a bright white room, she is struck immediately by the lack of doors and windows, she knew ominously that she wasn’t going to be escaping without the help of the magical creatures who seemed to have a single minded focus on securing her to the frame in the middle of the room. She could see a gentle gold filigree accent the room, but this was the only break to the bright white clinical walls of her newest prison. She worried about what horrors were hidden within this room, as a handful of House Elves busied themselves behind her. With a clanking noise she saw that her wrist shackles were joined together handcuff style, as her eyes turned mutely to watch as these bindings were pulled upwards to connect to a gold hook dangling from the ceiling, pulling her body upwards and open as the hook was raised high enough to stretch the captive taut, forcing her to her tiptoes.