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The Cabinet-

Eventually, I fell asleep because I awoke with a very bad aching feeling on my neck. I rubbed it as I walked back and forth in the room. My eyes were puffy from crying myself to sleep and my tongue felt like sandpaper from thirst.

I walked over to the bathroom and cupped my hands under the running faucet at the sink. I drank water until my belly was full and washed my face. I felt so dirty. I tied my hair into a tight pony tail and walked back over to the window, staring at the millions of trees surrounding us in the middle of nowhere, lit up by the dim moonlight.

I tried using mind-link just one more time, to find anyone from my pack, Zach, or even my mom.

Zach? Can you hear me? Mom?  I asked desperately through mind-link. No answer came from Zach but I did hear an answer from my mother. Her voice was coming on and off from the mind-link though. It seemed as if she was testing it out. Finally, after a few minutes of talking and helping her how to use the mind-link, we got to converse to each other.

We talked for so long, more than 3 hours. My brain was exhausted but I didn’t care. I was so glad I was able to communicate with my mom. I found out that she was kept here all her life and tried escaping for so long, but didn’t get far. She said that Ben put some sort of chemical in all her food so it wouldn’t let her shift into a werewolf. She said she attempted to commit suicide numerous times but Ben would find her just in time and wouldn’t let her.

She talked about everything and was open with all the questions I ask. Then it was my turn to talk about my messed up and sucky life before Zach came into it.

You know, Dad used to hit me so much.

There was a pause, and my mom kept quiet.

I’d curl up into a ball, that was my instincts ever since. Just curl up into a ball and keep quiet so it wouldn’t hurt as much. He wouldn’t even let me go for a run in my wolf form.

My mom mumbled something but I couldn’t tell what she said, so I continued as tears rolled down my face, soaking it.

I thought that was the worst pain possible, the worst misery I could ever experience.

I took a sharp breath as a stream of tears came.

But I was wrong. Because now I’m the cause of your death. He’s going to keep me instead of you. You deserve to live a good life, Mom. You deserve to live a good life.

She started soothing me, trying to make me calm and gave me tips. She said I would never be the cause of her death and that she loved me so much. I told her I loved her too, of course. She was my mom and I felt a connection to her, like I’ve known her my whole life.

After our conversation, my door burst open. She became quiet immediately. A wave of fear went through my body and my heart beat increased rapidly. I let out a breath of relief when I realized it was one of the men that served me my food.

“Eat it all or Ben’ll come and it will not be pretty.” He said in a flat, dead, machine-like voice. He wore all black and his face was pale with dark eyes. I nodded and waited for him to leave, but he never did.

I had to eat in front of him and he kept making sure I swallowed all the food. Once I was done out of that misery, he left and said Ben would be coming to get me in a few hours and the ‘execution’ would start.

Once he left the room, I sprung to my feet and used mind-link with my mom. Both of us weren’t going to die this way. I wouldn’t let it happened. We had to figure out a plan to escape.