I awoke to the sound of vomiting. Me, Jude and Aimee were still bound in the chairs. I just hoped Olivia was okay, or at least died peacefully like she wished.
Jude was vomiting on the floor by her feet. Usually I would wince and nearly look, but I'd seen so much these last few days that it didn't phase me.
"Jude, you okay," Aimee asked.
"I, I don't know." Jude said, then she looked down at her stomach in pity. She then life's up her blood and vomit stained shirt up to her stomach. All her ribs were exposed. Just skin and bone. He arms were like twigs and her hair was thin and knotted. To be honest, we all were unrecognisable. I think we all thought the same thing, as we burst into tears.
"We'll get out of here, don't worry."
"Yeah, and we'll get the police."
"No..." I said, "We'll get revenge."
A/N this chapter was super short / a filler chapter, sorry ;)
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