pte

the darknes

es through me is enough to

rom my parents who would search for

hing pressed down on me maki

ng my therapy session. I'm okay, everything will get better, not all is lost, but

me, only one thought came to me....," I have to

m locked in, apart from the single bulb, a window, and

and I begin t

s, I hear some footsteps of men upstairs. It soun

d guessed that they were drinking, then

me out of here!!! You don't know who you're messing with, I'll make you all

m in their drunken stupor. Not long after my shouts a large, heavily tattooed man bursts in through the door nearly

huh" he mocks me while looking down at me, I sneer and muster up a false bravado," errand boys like you only do what your good for and run around doing the errands of other people, I laugh at your false display

n showing us who you are, better to show off what you're made of to the rest of the fellas isn't that right?" He says as he

alcohol-induced movements and rush to grab the bottle on

of the bottle breaking. He falls to the floor with a thud and stares at his body, the sou

for it before he wakes up, by the looks of it may be out for the night but I can't bet on that I think to myself as I move to gr

t was a long hallway and to my left was some sort of loung

door. I make hurried steps through the hallway while occasionally gla

ble with it about whether it's an exit or a room of sober men so I k

en within block C, the girl has escaped, move fast and catch her

they know I'm gone and are looking

t in sight when I could hear t

ar a man shout "There she is, catch her

way was a staircase leading down and

ced that it was an open space

ft, knocking the items I held out of my hand, just before I could regain my bearings, I feel a stin