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There were six of them in a room. Big hulking men that smelled like stale cigars and cigarettes, their beer bellies too big to even fit their shirts. The room smelled like mold, and was crawling with cockroaches the size of your finger. There was a tiny window, letting light shine in, and the room was still cold even though it was beginning to warm up outside.
The woman in the chair was bound with ducktape, a rag placed over her mouth as tape was placed over it and wrapped around her head. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying, and her cheek was bruised from getting slapped so hard.
She watched the three women huddle on the mattress, silently telling them sorry with her eyes. Her best friend stared at her, nodding as if telling her it was okay.
"Oh ladies!" The meanest man there called out, causing the women to cuddle closer together, ajd for Y/n to wiggle and scream through the gag. The fat guy sneered evily as he stood in front of the girls, leering at them as he palmed his bulge. "This time, try to keep the screaming down, don't wanna alert the neighbors!" The girls cried out, letting out sobs as Y/n wiggled in the chair. She tried to get free, but the tape was too strong, and she was already worn out.
The gross man reached over to grab Y/n's friend, which was the wrong move cause Y/n freaked. Screaming and crying, wiggling around and trying to kick him. Although she did manage to land a few good hits to his knee, it wasn't enough to stop him. He backhanded her, the force enough to tip over the chair, causing her to land hard on the dirty cement floor. "Just for that bitch, I won't go easy on her." He maneuvered Y/n closer to the other mattress, throwing the woman on top as he unbuckled his pants. "You close your eyes, I'll do it over and over." He stared at her with a smirk, and then leaned down, until he was on top of her friend.
Tears welled in her eyes as the screams started, wanting to look away and shut her eyes tight. But she couldn't, she would do anything to protect her friend. Wouldn't stop fighting until one of them freed them or they got rescued. She watched on, her mind replying the horrible acts over and over. She-
"Y/n?" A hand on her shoulder made her jump, a small gasp escaping her lips as she stared at her team in front of her. They eyes were filled with worry as they stared at their shaking teammate.
"Y/n, what happened? Where'd you go?" The agent stayed quiet, looking at the picture in front of her.
"This guy. I know him." Morgan looked over her shoulder and stared at the picture.
