The Cages

There was 50 of them....

Cages pressed back to back in this big, damp basement. What filled these cages?

Humans.... all female.

This is not a romantic, kissy kissy story let me tell you that. Its one filled with sadness, loss, pain, and grief.

How would I know?

Because I lived in cage 36 with four different girls, one even pregnant.

The only way you could come out alive is to fight. The only way you could fight is to kill.

The weakest will be thrown at the toughest and the weakest will die first.

I will not be the weakest. Who am I?

I am Brea Tempest. The girl that is going to escape and free everyone....hopefully.