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Red footprints followed her when she walked. Dull patches in the pure snow. Her dress hung from her loosely covered bones. Her eyes were blue, a strong dark blue that shone in the light when she passed the boys in class. But now she was weak and her glorious eyes held dark grey rings. The night air was cold, crisp and dry and as she moved heavily through the feild the night air shifted and darkened.

Behind the girl stood three men. Their bodies silouetted by the moon.  "stop!" yelled one that thusted his hand forwards, his voice echoed throughout the night air and bounced off the rocky cliff faces that surrounded them. She wimpered and came to a steady hault. Her back was tilted forward and her head hung heavily. "That's far enough. Now do it."
She wimpered again.
"Please" she whispered through her quiet sobs. The man stared darkly at her.
"Do it".
Slowly the the girl lifted her hands to her shoulder and pulled down the white sleeve. Her eyes caught the moon and tears glinted. She carefully removed her arm from the sleeve and began to cry. The snow melted beneath her salty tears. She slid her arm out of the dress and reached for the next one quickly, she began to rush, the cold had gotten to her now.
"Wait! Slowly." The second man said with a glare. The girl with trembling hands slowly pulled out the second arm and held the white dress to her bossum. The first man smiled with dirty teeth. 
"Turn around" he whispered. The girl hesitated. The third man grew impatient and threw the snow at her.
"Turn around slut!" he growled. The first man glared at him and walked to the girl, holding her in his arm. He carresed her blue skin as she shook and pulled the tangled hair from her face. Then with a kiss on the cheek he repeated.
"Turn around beautiful."
"Now let go of the dress, darling, come on. It'll all be over in a second. No fuss now. Come on let go."
She bowed her head and dropped the dress. It crumpled to a heap beneath her feet. She stood there helpless and fragile. The mans sadistic brain scanned her body and then hugged her tightly rubbing her lower back and moving down to her cheeks, circling the upper thigh and moving around the thigh to the front where he soothed inbetween her thighs. She cried loudly sobbing, unable to do anything. Just hugging herself and waiting for the next perve to touch her. He patted her head as she cried and whispred,
"Sh, there there it'll be ok, there isn't anything to be worried about. Just come with me on this beautiful journey and you will be fine. No complaints now. You know thats not how I like my girls." She shuddered under his touch and pulled away. He took a step back and looked into her face.
"Darling, what's wrong I'm not hurting you am I?" he soothed. She nodded slightly and gasped for air. He smiled and walked to the other men that were watching. The second man walked towards the cowering girl. His hands fiddling with the belt of his trouders. She collapsed to the floor and began to scream. Worried the man rushed to the girl and thrusted her into the snow. 
"Shutup bitch. You got yourself into this!" He hissed into her ear. She wailed 
"No!" and was swiped across the face with his belt. She laid on the ground clasping her face as the man proceeded only to be interrupted by the first man.
"What are you doing. She is beautiful, don't scar that beauty. Be gentle and she won't complain the way she just did."

The second man rose from on top of the girl till he towered over her and glared at the first man.
"You're not the fucking boss of me!" He yelled and threw a punch. The first man recoiled from the throw and backed up. 
"Don't frighten her or we are done. Do you understand me, we will be found and sent to prison, you dickhead! Be Gentle!" He warned, the second man kicked dirt at the man and showered the girl in the tiny icycles.
"I dont want to be apart of this anymore. I'm sick of you and him!" He gestured at the scrawny third man standing alone. "He never gets it, Rick, he never has and never will. Why don't we jst kill her now instead of making her guess you asse hole! She doesn't deserve to be treated nicely. She is a fucking slut for christ sake! Jesus christ just get her when she is stiff and cold!" Rick shuddred at this thought and stared at the man. His knuckled crackes one by one and he stepped over to the man. 
"I will say and do as I please. These girls don't deserve to be hurt or raped before they are then murdered. They shall feel no pain and then it will be oblivion. I am not a sadistic person."
"I think you are, this was your idea in the first place! Why don't we kidnapp the bitches that made our lives miserable in highschool? you said. Then suddenly we are collecting every chearleder in the state? I think you need to see someone about that mate!" He growled.

The snow was white and cold beneath her exposed body and pricked when she moved, but her heart raced and as she listened to the men squabbling she realised she could get away. With all the strength she had she pulled herself up and sprinted for the woods picking up the dress as she ran. Nobody had noticed the escape. She slithered into the sodden dress and ran. Her feet fumbled over the stones and sticks and she fell with a thud, then regaining her balance she launched forwards again. She knew now that the men would have noticed. Her heart began to race as her adrenaline kicked in and she sprinted through the night, dodging branches and bushes and sweeping past night animals. Heavy thuds came from behind her. They were catching up. Am I going in circles She wondered to herself cursing under her breath. She began to feel the salty tears well up in her eyes again. She bit down hard on her bottom lip and hid behind a large huddle of rocks. Her breathing became shallow as she heard the men advancing on her.

The men searched frantically for the girl whispering between eachother.
"This is your fucking fault Rick!" swore the second man. Rick just glanced around angrily. The third man grew worried and began muttering under his breath. 
"Fuck Rick what if we don't find her we'll be put up for the death penalty for christ sake! I'm too young to die guys, come on we have to find that stupid bitch, shit! What the hell are we going to do?"

The men studied the area. There was nothing. Finally the third man spotted something. He strode over to a thick branch and pulled off a long strand of hair. The others studied it. it was the girls they became frantic.

The girl closed her mouth and stared hard at the sky as if willing it to let her go free. Her prayer wasn't answered. She looked into the second mans eyes and began to cry loudly as he shot the gun.