Bounded By A Seal (Ciel X F!OC)

A Vacation that Turned into a Nightmare

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~Chapter~

My vacation to America had turned into a nightmare.

Who knew there were human traffickers in America, you don't hear about it as often as you do in England these days. But everything they say about these people are true. Kids being dragged in and out of locked rooms. Numbers and names being cut and burned into your skin of the people who have bought you, branding them as property. Children then being used for human pleasures, whatever they want. Whether that be for sex, their very own child slave, or used for their black magic practices. Disgusting.

I lean against the back wall of the bunk bed and scan my eyes over the surrounding room. I wasn't able to make out much of it in detail, the room was blurry through my eyes, making the place more terrifying at my age. But I could still make out what it all was, and how many people were in it.

It was a large room made of concrete, the floors being dark wood, giving an ugly color contrast to the room. Bunk beds lined up the walls all the way down, with a single bathroom at the end. The room smelled of a mix of dust, BO from the lack of a shower. Sometimes, even the smell of blood would come through here time to time from children's skin being opened up after a hard time with their new owners.

Children all around me were either sobbing, or shivering out or fear. Others looked completely broken, they've completely given up after enduring this abuse for so long. Like I probably will by the end of it. If there even is one.

I grip my shirt, longing for the feeling of my mother's warm and safe touch again, her soothing voice telling me that I'm okay, and that I'm home again. But after I was ripped out of our vacation home, I had no clue where my father, mother and older sister had ended up. Or if they were even alive. I doubt they were. Especially my sister Alice.

God I miss her.

I was brought out of my thoughts when hearing the metal door swing open. A man walks in, pushing kids out of the way, glancing around the room before pointing to me. I couldn't make out any other features on his face, except the wide grin that appeared suddenly as he reaches his arm out to me walking towards the bed, "This one looks promising. She's as white as winters snow, pure." my eyes widen as he grabs me by the forearm. I start to scream as he drags me out of the room, "LET ME GO! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream, he huffs as he throws me out of the room, "shut it will you, I'm not gonna do much." He grabs me by the arm again, then grabs my face with his free hand, pulling my face closer to his. I could see his features a little more clearly now, and I think that scared me more, "I'm just gonna play around with you a bit. I'm bored." He says nonchalantly. Tears well up in my eyes as I thrash under his grip, I try biting his hand but to no avail, all I could do was thrash around and scream out as he dragged me through the hall.

We pass by a large, marbled room on the way down. There were men in cloaks, who were cleaning off an alter that was drenched in blood. Fear rose up in me as I'm dragged into that room.

I thought that this was just human trafficking for sexual and enslaving reasons. But it appears, unlike many children here, I'm lucky I'm only getting one aspect of the treatment here.

The men that we passed by all watched me as I'm dragged by, sending a shiver up and down my spine. I tear my eyes away, but still felt their heavy gaze on me.

As we pass by the alter, I calm down a little more, knowing I wasn't going to go on that thing. But I was still fearful of what would end up happening to me anyways. As I continue to be dragged to the door on the other side of the room, I could barely make out carvings on the side of the alter. It was an image of a person, covered in a whisky smoke, walking out of a blazing fire. The people below the person were covered in gross bumps and scars, and they were all burning alive under the mysterious figure.