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Authors: Monica O'rourke
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obscenely spreading the woman’s tortured flesh.
Lucy thrashed, tried to slide away on the floor but was held down tight. Two-fisted, James gripped the handle and began to rotate the lever. With each turn, the Pear spread Lucy further, the metal prongs catching her flesh, and she screeched, unable to escape the torment.
James turned and turned the lever until there was a hideous ripping sound, until blood poured from between Lucy’s legs. Unconscious or dead, she no longer moved.
The stunned women were told to report back to the cells.
Chapter 8
L ights out for more than an hour now. Zoey crept over to the bars that separated her cell from Kim’s and lightly tapped the metal with her fingertips. The clink was barely audible, but in the silence of the room it was loud enough. If Kim was already sleeping she didn’t want to wake her.
A minute later, Kim’s fingers entwined around Zoey’s on the bars. Zoey pressed her face against the cool metal.
“We have to get out of here,” Zoey whispered, lofty breath carrying her message. “I’ve been watching them, Kim. This place is not that well-guarded. And they don’t even have real weapons, just clubs and whips. Those aren’t lethal, not like guns and knives.”
“No, Zoey, we can’t. I’m scared. If we got caught …”
Zoey could barely make out the other woman’s features, could see a flash of white when Kim blinked. A wall sconce had been left lit, throwing the dimmest shadow into the darkness.
Other than that, Kim was barely a silhouette. “I don’t even know where this place is, Zoey. Underground we think, but who knows?”
“I don’t know either. I was unconscious when they brought me in. I only remember waking up in this cell.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
“We have to do something. We outnumber them. We could overtake them.”
Kim shook her head; Zoey felt the rush of movement.
“But we have nothing to lose. It just keeps getting worse. I don’t believe for a second that they’ll let us go. Not after all of this. Not after what they did to Lucy.”
Kim squeezed Zoey’s hands. “If you try to escape, you’ll be punished. I can’t even imagine what they’d do. Besides, most of us are just too weak. And I’ve got some really nasty injuries.”
“Yeah.” She nodded. “I can barely walk.”
“They can clean us up and give us ointments, but they never give us a chance to heal.”
“I wonder how Lucy’s doing,” Zoey said, pressing her forehead into the metal.
“I don’t know.” Kim sighed. “Don’t know where she is. They didn’t bring her back. I don’t even know if she’s still alive.”
“All the more reason to get out of here, Kim. Are you in or not?”
Kim exhaled, her warm breath tickling Zoey’s cheek. “I can’t. I’ll be getting out of here soon. James said I can probably go in a couple of weeks. I’ve been here almost eight months already.”
Strings of hair fell in her eyes, and Zoey pushed them back. “Do you know the way out? I’ve been in most of the rooms but haven’t seen an exit.”
“In all the time I’ve been here, I’ve never see one. I’ve never seen any of the guards come or go. Listen, Zoey, I won’t go with you, but maybe some of the others will. Ask around.”
* * *
She’d been watching, trying to see where her tormentors went after they left the rooms, to see where they turned off as they wandered down the corridor. So hard to tell. Unmarked doors, and the guards never announced their departure or their destination, even to each other.
If she’d managed to keep track properly, which was almost impossible in their bizarre time-keeping methods, not knowing day from night, she guessed she’d been there at least a month.
Everyone was assembled in Room Five, large enough to hold all the prisoners ( guests ) and guards. Lucy still hadn’t reappeared, and she’d been replaced by a new prisoner ( guest ).
Three women were chained naked,
Lucy thrashed, tried to slide away on the floor but was held down tight. Two-fisted, James gripped the handle and began to rotate the lever. With each turn, the Pear spread Lucy further, the metal prongs catching her flesh, and she screeched, unable to escape the torment.
James turned and turned the lever until there was a hideous ripping sound, until blood poured from between Lucy’s legs. Unconscious or dead, she no longer moved.
The stunned women were told to report back to the cells.
Chapter 8
L ights out for more than an hour now. Zoey crept over to the bars that separated her cell from Kim’s and lightly tapped the metal with her fingertips. The clink was barely audible, but in the silence of the room it was loud enough. If Kim was already sleeping she didn’t want to wake her.
A minute later, Kim’s fingers entwined around Zoey’s on the bars. Zoey pressed her face against the cool metal.
“We have to get out of here,” Zoey whispered, lofty breath carrying her message. “I’ve been watching them, Kim. This place is not that well-guarded. And they don’t even have real weapons, just clubs and whips. Those aren’t lethal, not like guns and knives.”
“No, Zoey, we can’t. I’m scared. If we got caught …”
Zoey could barely make out the other woman’s features, could see a flash of white when Kim blinked. A wall sconce had been left lit, throwing the dimmest shadow into the darkness.
Other than that, Kim was barely a silhouette. “I don’t even know where this place is, Zoey. Underground we think, but who knows?”
“I don’t know either. I was unconscious when they brought me in. I only remember waking up in this cell.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
“We have to do something. We outnumber them. We could overtake them.”
Kim shook her head; Zoey felt the rush of movement.
“But we have nothing to lose. It just keeps getting worse. I don’t believe for a second that they’ll let us go. Not after all of this. Not after what they did to Lucy.”
Kim squeezed Zoey’s hands. “If you try to escape, you’ll be punished. I can’t even imagine what they’d do. Besides, most of us are just too weak. And I’ve got some really nasty injuries.”
“Yeah.” She nodded. “I can barely walk.”
“They can clean us up and give us ointments, but they never give us a chance to heal.”
“I wonder how Lucy’s doing,” Zoey said, pressing her forehead into the metal.
“I don’t know.” Kim sighed. “Don’t know where she is. They didn’t bring her back. I don’t even know if she’s still alive.”
“All the more reason to get out of here, Kim. Are you in or not?”
Kim exhaled, her warm breath tickling Zoey’s cheek. “I can’t. I’ll be getting out of here soon. James said I can probably go in a couple of weeks. I’ve been here almost eight months already.”
Strings of hair fell in her eyes, and Zoey pushed them back. “Do you know the way out? I’ve been in most of the rooms but haven’t seen an exit.”
“In all the time I’ve been here, I’ve never see one. I’ve never seen any of the guards come or go. Listen, Zoey, I won’t go with you, but maybe some of the others will. Ask around.”
* * *
She’d been watching, trying to see where her tormentors went after they left the rooms, to see where they turned off as they wandered down the corridor. So hard to tell. Unmarked doors, and the guards never announced their departure or their destination, even to each other.
If she’d managed to keep track properly, which was almost impossible in their bizarre time-keeping methods, not knowing day from night, she guessed she’d been there at least a month.
Everyone was assembled in Room Five, large enough to hold all the prisoners ( guests ) and guards. Lucy still hadn’t reappeared, and she’d been replaced by a new prisoner ( guest ).
Three women were chained naked,
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