"Ugh." she said. "What do you want?"
"Come on." he said roughly. "You have some friends you might want to see." she froze with fear. Her captor shook his head and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. He lugged her to the supposed 'living room' in the prison place. He threw her down on a chair and spoke.
"Recognize anyone?" he asked. Her eyes opened in fright. In the same room, she saw Artemis, also stripped down to bra and panties, and M'gann, still fully clothed.
"M'gann, how come you're still fully dressed?" asked Zatanna.
"Only I can take my clothes off. They're literally pat of me. They're organic, remember?"
"Do either of you know what happened?"
"The only thing I can tell you is this is not a mental simulation. Oh, and I can't contact Conner, Wally, Kaldur, Robin, or any of the League. Not even Uncle J'onn." said M'gann in despair. Artemis shook her head.
"I don't know how we could possibly get out of this." she said.
"Will the Team come?" Zatanna asked. M'gann frowned.
"I don't know. Probably. I mean, I'm sure Conner won't stop looking for us until we're found, and then he won't leave my side for some-odd hours. That'll almost definitely be the same case for Wally, and ...