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One day I went onto Instagram and decided that after I had followed someone of whom I liked the content of, I would also follow the first recommendation. I looked at the account of who this first recommendation was. It was a guy named "Mitchel Cave" I didn't know who he was so I looked through a few pictures of him.

"I guess he's kind of cute"

I looked at his bio and it said "MITTY 'BEAUTY IN DEATH' OUT NOW" I'm not sure what 'BEAUTY IN DEATH' means but it didn't bother me. I assumed "mitty" was probably his nickname. 

A few hours later  went to look at the time on my phone and I saw a notification from Instagram. I unlocked my phone to see what it was and it said that Mitchel Cave had posted something new on his page. I checked out what he posted and it was information about a party. It said that anyone over the age of 21 cold come, luckily I recently turned 22, so I could go. There was an address and what time the party started at. I had nothing better to do anyways, so I figured I would go for a little check it out. It was 7:30 pm and the party didn't start until 9:00 pm so i decided to start getting ready. I took a shower and when I got out I wrapped a towel around my body and went into my closet to pick an outfit. It took around 20 minutes, but I finally decided on a tight fitting, wine red dress and black heels. After I changed I went into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I decided on simple makeup so I chose a nude color pallet. I did my hair by just lightly curling it. When I was finished it was around 8:40, so I looked at the address again. It was only a few minutes from my apartment. I went back into my closet and looked for a clutch that wasn't too big, but also one that wasn't small enough to easily lose. I finally decided on a black clutch only a little bigger than my phone. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs. I got a light snack from the kitchen and ate it quickly. I went into the living room and found my cat, Salem laying on the cat tree in front of the window. I pet her and put food and water in her bowls before heading back into the kitchen to grab my car keys. Once I grabbed my keys off of the hook I locked my door then went out into the hallway, closing the door behind me. I walked down the hallway to the elevator and pressed the "L" to go down to the lobby. When I reached the floor of the lobby, I exited the elevator and went out the main doors to the parking lot. I got into my car and set the gps to take me to the address on Mitchel's post. I arrived after around 10 minutes of driving. I parked my car in the very large driveway and got out. I stood next to my car looking at the house in awe, it was a large mansion. After a minute of staring at the house I finally went to the door. There was two very strong looking men wearing all black suits. They stopped me before I went to walk into the mansion.

"I need to see your ID" One of the men had told me in a stern and quite frankly, scary tone of voice. 

I took my ID out of my clutch and gave it to the man. He used his flashlight and looked at it for a minute. He gave my ID back, I put it away and he let me into the house. It looked very fancy inside and their were a lot more people than I was expecting. I pushed through large crowds of people dancing, drinking, and to my surprise, doing a lot of different drugs. I was looking for the kitchen, it took a while but I eventually found it. It was quite large but pretty. There was maybe only five other people inside the kitchen. I stood in the corner of the kitchen trying to catch my breath from pushing through so many people. I really wasn't super strong or athletic. Once I  had regained my breath I walked over to the island and grabbed a glass of champagne. I only took a tiny bit as it looked very expensive. I stood in the kitchen and drank the champagne. It only took a minute to finish, once I did finish I placed the glass into the sink. I walked out of the kitchen into was I think is a living room. There was a set of stairs on one side with people talking along the railing at the top. I maneuvered my way through the very large crowd and went up the stairs hoping their was a bathroom upstairs. Once I had reached around the middle of the stairs I could tell someone was following me. I got to the top of the stairs and quickened my walking pace to try and get away from the person. However my attempt failed as the person following me also quickened their pace to match mine. I reached the end of the hallway. The only things there was a locked door and walls to each side. I turned around to see a man dressed in dark clothing standing close to me. He smirked creepily before grabbing one of my wrists. I dropped my clutch and tried to get out of his grip, but he grabbed my other wrist and tightened his grip on me. I could feel that my wrists would probably bruise. I kept trying to escape his grasp, but he was too strong. He pinned me against a wall and began kissing my neck. 

"please stop!" I begged the man but he didn't stop.

"by dressing like that you were asking for this" he had said 

"help! please someone help me!" I yelled in hopes someone would hear me over the blaring music and rescue me

The man became angry at my attempts to call for help and hit my head against the wall, not hard enough to do much damage but it was hard enough to make me weak and dizzy. My vision became blurry as he kept going and put his hand up the bottom of my dress. I looked down the hallway hoping one last time that someone would walk by and see us. I couldn't see much though as my vision became worse by the minute. It felt like hours before I heard someone yelling at the man on top of me. I could feel that he was pulled off of me and it sounded like he was beaten up for a minute before someone rushed over to me. My vision began going in and out until I ended up going unconscious.

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