Escaping Hell

The terrible life in the cell (prologue)

          The 5 x 5 cell I was held in gave me little room to fully lay down in. I was very emaciated because of the lack of food. I was lucky enough to get a sandwich a day, and that was barely enough to satisfy my hunger.
           Every day a different man would come into my cell and take me upstairs to where all of the men would end up using me for their own pleasure.  Whether it was to abuse me physically or for their own sexual needs. Sometimes I was lucky if it was only a few of them up there at one time.
             I can vaguely remember the first time I was taking up there. There was about 20 men at once , I was mortified and frozen to the ground I didn't know what to do. They each took turns doing what they wanted do to me but worst of all one of them looked familiar.
              It's been over seven years since I've seen actual sunlight. I haven't been able to look at myself in the mirror because the men had forbid it. I know I'm not the only girl here.  On the days that they give me breaks, I can hear other girls crying and screaming because of what they're doing them.
             One time when it was my turn to go upstairs,I thrashed around screaming  trying to break loose. The more I moved the tighter and tighter the grip got, knowing that they're going to leave bruises on my body and  I stopped trying to break loose. Once I had gotten up there I had realized that only Danny was there.
Danny was actually nice, he never did anything to me no matter how much the others pushed him. Once the guard left me and Danny alone I could actually fell safe and calm, but I never fully let my guard down.
"So are you going to speak to me today?" Danny had a sad and depressing look in his eyes, I haven't spoken to him in over 3 years. The only sounds that occasionally came out of my mouth were screams and sobs when the pain was unbearable.
Ever so quietly i started to speak, " I want to go home, please Danny. Please let me go home." He looked up at me in shock, I actually talked to him, I can even believe that I spoke to him. My voice sounds so different, it was so foreign to me, but I guess that's what happens when you don't hear the sound of your voice in over 3 years.
"Serena didn't think you were going actually speak" he was looked my up at me with so much happiness. "But do you really think Max is really going to let you go, I mean you know what we all look like, he can't just let you go with you knowing our identity."
"Please Danny I need to go home. I can't stay here anymore, I'm on the verge of death," as I spoke I felt tears running down my face. " I don't know how much longer I can hold on living like this."
"I promise that I will get you out of here. No matter what it takes, I will set you free," and with his final words I was brought back the my cell.