Hi I'm Lucia I'm 22 years old and today I was celebrating with my friends that we were accepted in the internship. It's a great law firm one of the best in Chicago, Anna, Hazel and I were so happy that after the selection we decided to go to a pub for some drinks, nothing extraordinary since the next day we had to start working.
The place was nice with an atmosphere of executives and businessmen, we entered the place and approached the bar to order our drinks, the bartender a tall man probably six feet tall, had honey eyes and brown hair with a southern accent was in charge of serving us the drinks.
After the third round of Shots we ordered appetizers to wash down the food, we sat at one of the tables near the bar to be more comfortable, when we finished the appetizers a waitress arrived and handed us some drinks that we had not requested, saying that it was on the house.
I was suspicious but Anna and Hazel convinced me saying that thebartender had been very kind, too bad that was the last time we saw the lightof day, after drinking the drinks everything became a blur and we woke up tiedand gagged in a dirty basement.
We were tortured and raped by the same kind bartender who served us, it's been a month since that day as I have the account on a wall of the basement I am the only one left alive and I am writing this letter if someday someone comes to find it know our story...
