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Saturday 5th January 2030
23:15Gulab had started to shake badly, the cold had soaked though her. Lucy and Saburi had done their best to keep her warm, wrapping themselves closely around her.
'I never thought, at the beginning of the evening.....I would....I would be rubbing my naked boobs, over yours', Saburi joked, attempting to lighten the mood.
'I didn't know my nipples could get so erect', Lucy joked back
Gulab gave a strained laugh.
Lucy kissed her on the forehead. She glanced over towards the door. The men had already started conducting their interviews. They had set up four wooden tables with chairs opposite each other. Three naked women and one naked man were being interviewed by men, who were clearly chosen for their intimidating persona. Finlay stood close by, he seemed to have some influence over the others, even though he was clearly one of the youngest there.
Lucy watched Finlay as he glanced over the shoulders of the interviewee's, ensuring they were obtaining the necessary information. When Finley looked in her direction, she instinctively looked away.
Lucy looked at Gulab.
'When they come for you, you need to tell them everything you can'
Gulab looked up, her eyes red from crying so much.
'I can't. My family'
'You must. You need to survive'. She turned to Saburi. 'The sleeping bags, unzip them, we'll use one under us and one over us'
Saburi nodded. Lucy looked back at Gulab, she was shaking more. This time, not from the cold, but from fear about the repercussions of what she would have to do.
'They can look after themselves. You have to think about yourself now'
'I can't', Gulab responded.
'Come', Saburi indicated as Lucy and Gulab shuffled onto the first sleeping bag and Saburi covered the three of them.
'Lucy. Your turn'
Lucy looked up to see Finley and another man standing over them. She kissed Gulab on the cheek and stretched over her touching Saburi on the shoulder, before raising to her feet. She made no attempt to cover herself up, after urinating earlier in a bucket in the corner, she no longer felt there was any need for prudish behavior.
She stood aggressively and although her legs wanted to give way, she stood firm. The man beside Finley went to grab her arm and Finley stopped him. Instead he stepped forward and took her hand in his and supported her elbow as he walked her to the table that was free. Another man sat awaiting her, seated on opposite side. He smiled, glancing down at her naked body, a look of appreciation on his face.
'Take a seat', Finley said gently to her. Lucy was relieved to be seated. It was strange that although she hadn't been there long, she felt as though all her energy was drained.
'Got a bit of a thing for this one, have you', the seated man said to Finley, as he released her arm.
Finley ignored the man and walked over to another table.
The man started his questions, his pen ready to fill in the form in front of him.
'Full name?', he asked without looking up.
'What's your name?', Lucy asked in response.
This raised the man's head, he looked her in her eye. He obviously hadn't expected this. He looked over to Finley, who was still walking away.
'It's Kevin, sweetheart', he said turning back to her and licking his lips.
'Mine's Lucy, Kevin. Lucy Barry', she said pushing a smile on her face.
He smiled again, then sat for a few seconds staring at her. Then, as though he was conscious the other men may have been monitoring him, he jerked himself out of his daze and turned his attention back to the sheet in front of him.
'No middle names?', he asked more gently.
'No, sorry'
He looked up again. 'Don't apologize', he said restraining a smile
He was about to ask another question, when he was distracted by a desk to his left.
A black woman sat there pleading with the man opposite her. Lucy then turned to Finley, who stood behind him, looking over to the other people. Lucy turned to see a man dragging a little girl, she was around twelve and fighting back with whatever strength she could muster. Fear in her eyes. The vocal screams came after she realized she didn't have the strength to prevent what was happening.
The woman tried to raise from her seat to help her and was pushed back to her seat, by a man standing behind her.
The child was dragged to Finley, she was seated on the floor, fear screaming out of her.
'Now answer the fucking questions', Finley shouted at the mum
'I can't', she cried
Finley took a firm grip of the girl's hair, pulling the back of her head to his stomach, he pulled out a knife and placed it to her throat. The girl froze. The mum smothered a scream with her hand.
'You fucking bastard', Lucy was on her feet before anyone noticed, marching towards Finley.
Finley looked over at her in shock, he loosened his grip on the girl. He watched in awe, as the naked girl he had brought there, picked up pace and raised her hand, she had a pen in it and was intending on using it as a weapon. Just as she broke out into a run, a fist hit her in the side of her head.
The energy she had somehow gathered was released abruptly, as she dropped to the floor. She looked up at James, he smiled.
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