A girl wakes up in a wooden box with air holes. Her wrists are tied and her ankles are tied. She rubs her head with the back of her hand, feeling horrible, like she was hit in the head a few hours before. She can't remember how she got in the box. She doesn't know where she is. She gets up slowly to look through the air holes. Through the holes, she can see the inside of what looks like an abandoned warehouse. It's silent. She can see out a window and it's daytime. She crawls around the box and tries to find a way out, but its nailed shut. She starts calling out for help, but no one comes. She starts to beat the box in an attempt to break down a side of it, and it almost works, but then she can hear someone yelling at her. It was a boy to the left of the box, out of eyeshot. He sounds young, maybe 17. He tells her she can't escape, even if she gets out of the box. He says it would be best if she didn't try to escape, as the punishment for her wouldn't be as hard. He asks for her name. She replies.
Snoe: "Snoe"
Ripper: "Snow? Like, frozen rain?"
Snoe: "No. It's spelled with an e. What's yours?"
Ripper: "I can't say. I'm not allowed, just in case you escape. But I can tell you what they refer to me as here. They call me "Ripper"."
Snoe: "Why?"
He stands up from where he was sitting and walks over to her box.
Ripper: "Because I like to rip people's body parts off."
Snoe: "..."
Ripper: "Just kidding. I'm the only person in our business that rips the damaged boxes and other materials. When I say rip, that means I am destroying something. It's our way of disposing of something we don't need anymore without taking the risk of getting caught."
Snoe: "You're not going to rip me, are you?"
Ripper: "Of course not, you're still a valuable product to us."
Snoe: "What do you mean product? and... us?"
Ripper: "We are the biggest traffickers in the black market. You have a rare fur type, only point two percent of our stock has your fur, and we have lots of orders for your fur. That's why you are valuable to us right now."
Snoe thinks to herself: "I need to get out of here before they take my fur! But how? I can't break down the side of the box because that would be loud and he's close by... The only thing I can think of is to get him to let me out, but how would I convince him?"
All of a sudden, the roof and a wall collapsed. A piece of debris hits and destroys the edge of the box, freeing her. As she crawls out of the box, another piece of debris comes falling down in her direction. Ripper jumps in and catches the debris, then drops it to the left of them.
Snoe stares at him in shock. He's taller and stronger than she thought.
Snoe, thinking: "He's bleeding. Is he okay?"
Ripper: "Can't have our most valuable product being wasted, right?"
Ripper falls over from the pain of being hit by a very heavy piece of debris, he's not unconscious though. The debris scraped his back bad enough to give him a large scar and cause him to bleed profusely.
Ripper: "Please get me a rag or something to tie around my wounds. I might bleed to death if you don't"
Snoe crawls to where he was at just earlier and finds a knife. She uses the knife to cut the string that bonded her hands together and feet together. She looks around and can't find anything to put on him, so she takes off her shirt to put on him.
Snoe: "You still alive?"
Ripper: "Yeah, barely"
He rolls onto his front side, revealing the damages caused to his back. There is a lot of blood.
Snoe: "You'll be okay. It doesn't look too bad"
She's just saying that because she doesn't want him to worry. The cuts are deep. It will take him a long time to heal from this.
Ripper, thinking: "This is the most pain I've felt in my entire life, I can barely move. Is this the day I die?"
Snoe ties her shirt around his back. She then thought to look outside through the collapsed wall. She can see maybe one or two hundred feet of land before the shore of an ocean.
Snoe: "Where are we?"
Ripper: "Some island somewhere, I don't really know"
Snoe: "You don't know where we are?"
Ripper: "I'm not allowed. All I'm really supposed to know is just how to do my job. The only reason I know that you are valuable is because I overheard some people talking about it"
Snoe: "I don't want to call you Ripper, it just doesn't sound right. Can I call you by something else?"
Ripper: "Sure. But you won't be around me long enough to call me it"
Snoe: "Why not?"
Ripper: "Because that man behind you is about to knock you out"
Snoe turns around to see a man larger than Ripper. He punches the side of her head and she instantly loses consciousness.
When she wakes up, she's in another box, this time with metal edges and a worse headache than last time. She can hear people talking nearby.
?1: "Did you almost let her escape? How reckless can you be?"
?2: "The only way I could've saved our product was by doing what I did, and doing that resulted in my inability to move for a short time. I didn't think she would run away, and she didn't. Can we just forget about this, since nothing happened?"
?1: "No. You almost died saving a product. You put your life at risk while at the same time risking the chance of the product escaping. Normally I would report this to the boss, but knowing that he's your dad, you'll get off easier than the rest of us would, as usual. So instead, I'm gonna make it look like you died when the building collapsed."
?2: "You couldn't kill me if you tried"
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Snoe
FantasySnoe is a seventeen year old female arctic fox that lives in Toronto, Canada. In this universe, arctic fox's are nearly extinct, and have one of the best natural fur types of all the species when it comes to warmth. Because of this, black-market se...