My knees begin to shake, knocking together under the metal table, goosebumps rising up to great each knock of them. It's been ten minutes. I can't find the words to speak. Memories upon memories have been compacted together and trying to pull them apart is pulling my brain apart.
"Ma'am, Can you tell us what happened after the bar? Where he took you? Can you tell us what happened to your friend Annie, Annie Winthrop? Can you tell us what he did to her and you," the one detective says slow and calm, trying to coax a response from me.
I shake my head vigorously from left to right and bite my lip.
"I know it's hard, but we really need your statement. It will help us understand things," he adds.
I close my eyes. I can still feel the bindings of the ropes eating into my skin. I can still see his crazed eyes. A familiar wave of anxiety and fear fills my body as I remember my jeans scraping haphazardly down my legs and to my ankles.
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725 Days
HorrorSynopsis Alanna and her best friend Annie venture out to a bar to help ease Annie's heartbreak due to a recent break-up. What Annie and Alanna thought would be a goodnight out turned into a nightmare for them where they find themselves in the arms...