Jades POV
Pain.
The pain I feel right now is horrible.
It's like I've been hit by a truck
And then beat with a stick
By a raccoon.
I've been here for two days. It's been a blur of men beating the shit out of me and blood.
My eyes flutter open to the dark room. My hands are tied behind me but my feet aren't. I struggle with standing up since my hip is practically shattered. I look around the room.
I'm in a basement.
I shiver and step over my hands so their in front of me. My hands are duct taped together.
I quietly walk to the basement steps before climbing up them. The door is of course locked. I walk back down the stairs and look around again.
There's a tiny window in the corner above a shelf. I walk over and climb up before looking out of the window. It's dark out, indicating that its night time.
I think I'll be able to fit through the window. I take my fists and bang them into the window. The window shatters and an alarm goes off.
Shit.
I climb through the window onto grass. I pick myself up and begin running. I get to the street and I run down it. The lights of the house that I escaped from lights turn on and I run into someone's yard before running to the persons deck. I struggle underneath the deck and I bite my cheek to keep from screaming at the pain.
Everything around me begins to darken and my eyes droop before I completely go black once again.
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