In a daze, my body began to stir. What had happened? My eyes tried to grasp my surroundings, but what my eyes saw, and how my brain was trying to register were two different things. I closed my eyes, as shapes moved around. A couple minutes later and my eyes had adjusted to my surroundings.
My eyes and my brain had no clue where I was. I was trying to piece together what had happened, but thinking was making my head hurt. I had to have been drugged, or hit?
My senses began working together, smell, touch, sight, and sound. It smelled musty, very musty, I could feel the dampness in the air, and the sharp pain in my wrists and ankles where they we zip tied. My body felt wet, my clothes were damp…I remembered rain. My hair felt matted and it fell in front of my face, the mud binding it like glue. I tried to whip it out of my face to see better, even though I could have done without seeing the torn-up mattresses with half naked woman that were crying mascara tears, and in the same binding zip ties that I was.
There wasn't much for light. The couple bulbs of light that were on the roof was already flickering, and there were two cracks of light coming from underneath two doors. One of which I heard faint screams. It made my mouth go metallic, I wanted to throw up.
“Hey, you're awake,” someone said in a quiet voice. It made me jump, I tried to scream but nothing came out. It was from another woman. Bound in the same ties I was she crawled over like a worm towards me. I meekly nodded my head.
“Do you remember anything,” the other woman asked.
My head still hurt, I couldn't remember anything. I shook my head, unable to muster my other sense, speech.
“You put up a fight, a huge one. You kicked, and screamed, you flailed your arms… But they were too strong, they injected you with something…you went limp right away…” She said.
“Where are we?” I managed to say. My words slurred.
“I don't know... But I'm certain we've been kidnapped, and I'm just as certain we are going to be sold…” The woman said.
“What?” I started to hiss, but she began to ‘shh’ me.
“They might hear you,” she said quietly.
The sudden realization of my predicament was settling in.
“I showed up last night, before you, I watched you come in. My name is Andrea…not that will probably meet again… But hey, it's a formality, right?”
Andrea looked to be a lot older than me, but then again, I had just turned 18. Everyone here looked like they were older then me, Andrea looked like she was in her 20’s.
“How did you end up here,” my dry mouth managed to ask.
It took her a moment to answer. “It was only a matter of time,” she said. “I knew something like this might happen sooner or later…my uh, lifestyle choices for money wasn't exactly…well…”
“You don't have to answer, I understand,” I said, fully understanding that her job choice fell under prostitute, the people my church tried to help.
“lay down,” she said quickly and quietly, and quickly laid down, as I did the same.
My head faced the doors. I watched as a naked woman, come out of the lit room with a man in board shorts. The woman, zip tied was pushed up dimly lit stairs, the man knocked on a door, it opened, and the woman was blind folded. The door shut immediately after. The man in board shorts walked over towards the woman, I shut my eyes to appear sleeping.
There was whimpering from a woman to my left, she was next. The woman was quickly led into the room and the door shut.
“What's happening in there?” I asked, though I didn't really want the answer to it.
“The best I have come up with, is that it's a bathroom, your washed, cleaned, shaven, tidied up, and then you get sent out, blindfolded, up the stairs, and then you don't come back.”
My mind was trying to think in different ways. I didn't want to be taken, I knew what happened to woman that were kidnapped; never returned, returned years later, or even killed. I was starting to panic.
“Breathe,” Andrea said. “What's your name?” She asked, trying to get my mind off the thought of my impending doom.
I took a few deep breathes, remembering the inhale and exhale in swimming.
“My name, it's Karen,” I answered.
“Well hopefully with any luck, someone will find us…or at least someone decent will buy us.”
Tears filled my eyes. “How am I supposed to do this, I've never even had sex with anyone before,” I quietly sobbed and tried to say the words.
I stopped trying to talk to Andrea, I couldn't speak without tears. My sobs became louder as I couldn't control my mind. Andrea tried to calm me down, but with no avail. My sobs croaked as the door in front of me opened. The woman that came out looked different from before. Her hair had been cut much shorter, shaven in all the private places, and bound by ties.
I was starting to hyperventilate, and panic as I watched the woman stumble up the stairs, blindfolded and shoved through the door. The man who had came out of the bathroom walked down and his eyes fell on me.
I couldn't stop crying, I had forgot to pretend to sleep, and now he knew I was awake. My body though stricken with fear tried to inch away. I was hyperventilating, unable to breathe through my nose that was pouring snot.
The man was trying to soothe me. He was approaching me like a person would approach a scared dog. Hoping that it wouldn't run away, only I couldn't run away. “Please, don’t hurt me,” I whimpered.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he soothed, his voice melodic. However, in the circumstances, I wasn’t about to believe anything he said. His stance crouched as he climbed onto the mattress inching towards me. I fell backwards on my back, no longer able to sit up. The man moved closer and he picked me up, as if I was a feather.
“Please, just let me go, I won’t say a thing, I swear,” I cried.
He soothed me like I was a baby, cradling me.
“I’m truly sorry, but I can’t.”
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