Cornered Breath

Chapter 1

I wake up to the feeling of coldness me and to the same empty room. I am surrounded by four walls each duller than the other. One wall holds the door to exit and get away from the darkness entangled in the atmosphere of the room and what lies on the other side of my prison. The first time I had been outside of this room was when I was being taken. The blindfold had made it hard for me to see but I could still feel the bitter chill in the air the coldness of the floor beneath my feet that I was being forced to move across. I can remember the roughness of the hands tightening their grip as we descended through the walkway, the smell gas wafting through making dizzy ready to collapse any minute. To let the pain and fear take over, take a hold over me. The next thing I was being ordered to stop by a baron raspy voice loud enough it had created an echo and the blindfold had been taken off.

As I stood there, I decided to take a mental picture of my surroundings. There was not much, to the left there was a bed and small dresser and then on the right there was a floor length mirror. I was intrigued, I have not seen what I look like. What he has done to me. I walked up each step felt like they were getting heavier like the weight of the worlds' problem was in every move I made. Once I reached the mirror, I was downright shocked by what I saw. My long strawberry blonde hair was cut, I was covered almost from head to toe in cuts and bruises. My eyes had sunken in too, but what had left me struck me the most leaving me speechless was how thin I had become that it practically looked my ribs were jutting out. 

I felt disgusted with what I saw, I looked lifeless. I stood there waiting, waiting for the next command, the next beating to come through. I thought back to the walk, not a single word had been said. The thought of trying to persuade my abductor to let me go and how I would never say a thing did cross my mind but every time I opened up my mouth even if it was just to take in a breath, I was told to shut my ugly mouth or get hit again. A couple more seconds turned into hours which turned into days and then into months and years. 

Those years had flown by rather quickly and as they did, I came to realization that one I may never be getting of here and what will become of me if I didn't. I also discovered that I was not the only one here, other than me there was Mary. Mary was the super smart one out of the 3 of us and I mean like Garcia from criminal minds and Felicity Smoak from the arrowverse smart. It was wonder how she never escaped here especially considering that she worked in architecture and construction, she could have dug her way out. And then after Mary there is Cora Lynn or just Cora. She was the funny one, the one that could always make us smile and laugh afterwards something bad. I think Cora would be the optimistic too always looking for the brighter side.