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The following part contains:
Multiple Rapes.
Abuse.
Torture.
Blood.
Death and murder.
Please read the following part with caution.
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In case of trigger, there is a point-wise summary in a later chapter. You can skip this.
Have a safe reading.
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Once upon a time, there was a family of three, a man, his wife and their 17 year old daughter. It was a small but content and happy family. One day the man planned on going on a long road trip to the countryside hill, far from the city. There was no special occasion, it was just something they did.
"Sweety, let's go. Your dad is waiting." The lady called out for her daughter early that morning.
"I'm here. I'm here." the girl said coming out of the house.
The ride was fun as they spoke of the different things that happened, spoke of some funny past experiences or planned the future. 3 hours of ride went in a flash for them. And soon they were at their destination.
On the hill top, it was around 11 when they set up on a spot under a tree. It was a nice cool spot with relatively smaller grass, shaded by the tree and viewing the city afar.
"The sunset will look spectacular from here." The man said. The ladies agreed. They sat there relaxing, talking, lightly playing, enjoying their little trip. The girl was having a lovely time as she walked around the area when she saw a little shack a little far away. She wanted to go and see the place but decided against it. She simply stood there looking at it. Till her mother call for lunch.
"It's already very late, Sweety. I made some sandwiches and burgers. Help yourselfs." The lady said. With that the three ate without a single care of the world.
That was their mistake. That they were having fun in an unknown place.
Suddenly five, completely drunk men came up to them and pulled the girl on her feet. Her parents tried to save her but was held back be the others. The girl struggled hard in the man's grip, trying with all the strength she could master. He pushed her on the ground to restraint her.
"Whass the matter gurl?? *hiccup* You werrrr one to look for us back then riiight?? *hiccup*" the man said close to her ears as he tightly held her hands behind her back and almost sat on her.
"LET HER GO!! PLEASE!!" repeatedly shouted her mother, straining her voice and struggling to be free with all her strengths."BASTARDS!! TAKE YOU HANDS OFF THEM!! NOW!! I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU HURT A HAIR ON THEM!! LET THEM GO!!" shouted the man. The two men holding on to him were struggling to stand their ground against his brute strength.
So the man on the girl simple took out a small bottle of rum and throw it at him. The bottle shattered on impact on his shoulder. Some of the pieces of broken glass went in his neck.
"AAAAHHHHHH!!" The lady shouted seeing her husband bleed. The two men who were holding him down finished the job by cutting his neck using the broken glass. This caused the lady to completly loose her grip and franticly moved around to find something anything to at least save her daughter.
The girl could not even cry because of the horror. She was completely still, without any struggle. It was as if she was the one who died.
The men used the clothes of the deceased to tie the two up and carried them to the little shack the girl had seen earlier.
There horror took on a more terrifying form as one after the other, the five men raped the two ladies. They screamed, but no one heard. They struggled but there was no help. The more they cured at the men, the more pain they received, by any means. The darker the day went, the more pain they had to endure. The five had increased to seven and then eight. The men sadistically enjoyed their screams and pain and blood even after they were unconscious. Not a shred of humanity remained, nor was there anyone to protect them, or even hear their cry. Brutality and cruelty took on a new definition.
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A long time later, the girl regain consciousness only to remember the horrors and bone-breaking pain. She was filthy, covered in her own blood with barely any cloth on her. Her hands, legs and mouth were tied tightly. From the little cracks on the wooden walls of the shack, she could tell it was day. She looked around and far from her, on the other end of the place, she could see another person. Her mother. She struggled to see her properly as it was dark on that side.
Suddenly, the door open and in came one of those men. He wore a sickly grin on his face as he saw the girl awake and struggling. He seemed to have a bag with him. He walked up to her mother and pulled her up with her hair and said, "See? She's still alive! You can rest easy, okay? Although she's not awake..." He let her drop back and walked toward her. "But you my beautiful, you are the strong one aren't you? You stayed conscious for so long and now you are the first to wake as well!" He took some dry bread out from the bag and grabing her by her chin, he stuffed it in her mouth. He forced her to eat it, swallow it while he felt her body. The girl had rivers streaming down her face, terrified of everything, unable to eat at all but he didn't care.
He didn't care if she was hungry. There was no way she was leaving this place alive. The car they'd come in was displaced and destroyed. She'd be die soon enough and then they'd deal with three bodies together. Although, she staying alive was better for now. This thought and the girl in front ignited him again.
The girl was shaking in fear. She knew what was coming and she wished she was rather dead. All pain, scream, blood came back as it happened again. And again. And again. The man left after that without saying anything.
As the night came, her mother had gain consciousness too but that didn't last very long as the men came and did as their pleased. For as long as they wanted. However they wanted.
One of them had dropped a bottle of alcohol close to her. The glasses of the bottle laid there and no one bothered to do anything about it. They were all drunk out of their minds. But this time the girl remained conscious for long enough to somehow drag one piece to glass and keep it in a place away from their sight. The night continued like the previous one and her lost her consciousness.
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The next day, she gained her consciousness with the even more pain. But this time she needed to move fast. Looking to see that it was just her and her mother there, she quickly used the broken piece of glass, that was thankfully still there, to cut through her ties. As she did that, she was becoming hyper aware of everything around her and she paid attention to every little thing. In the shack, there were many broken chairs, tables, torn pieces of ropes, some metal sticks. Ones she open her hands, she scrambled to her mother, pain ripping through her entire being.
As she went closer, she understood. It was too late for her. The lady wasn't unconscious, she was dead and the girl was left stone. The fact that neither had any piece of cloth didn't enter her mind. Given the pain she was feeling at the moment, the physical pain resided.
Everything had overwhelmed her to the point where she was unable to react at all. And at the sight of her dead mother only a single tear rolled out as she became numb to everything.
What was their mistake that something so awful happened? How could humans be so inhumane? How was there not a simgle soul to save them?
One trip like so many before but it cost her everything. Her father's neck was cut in front of her. Her mother raped, abused, tortured and killed. And she was so weak that she could not do a thing to save them. So weak that she had to watch her parents be tortured to death.
Suddenly she heard some footsteps. In an instant, pain changed its form and the only thing that came to her mind was thirst. One that only blood from eight particular men can quench. And she was going to have it. Even if it's the last thing she did.
She wasn't able to protect anyone but she will take her revenge.
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