(Cats pov)
I wake up in a cold room, head is pounding, room is spinning. The room is dark. Empty. Quiet. Cold. I look down my top is ripped, the button on my shortd undone, blood soaked through the shorts, pain between my legs, bruises covering my arms in the shape of hand and finger prints. It can only mean one thing. Pain flows through my body. My hand are tied behind my back with rope
"Randall your turn go on" I hear a deep voice from outside the door
No, no, no I can't go through this again.
My head whips to the window I throw my body at it causing it to smash shards of the glass cutting into my skin but I don't care I can't let these men touch me. Not again.
I jump out the window and use the cut glass to free my hands cutting my skin in the process but I don't care I've got to go.
My legs run, I run and run I know they would've heard the glass smash. I need to get back to the group. I need to get back to highway. I hope they're still there.
My legs burn from how fast I'm running and I'm just praying aider is okay.
I look behind me to see a man running after me I need to go through the trees. Weaponless. Bleeding from the head and the wrists sharp pain stinging where my skin has been broken.
I just run and pray the group haven't left yet.
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