darkness. Panic surged through me, but I forced mys

nd behind my back, and my mouth was gagged. I co

to the air, making my stomach twist. I gagg

s kicked into overdrive. I wasn't alone. Someone else

tting me like a slap.

d, piecing together the horror. They weren't just talking about money

traffic

but firm. My stomach churned. Women were i

sagreement. I strained to make sense of it all wh

the bl

ed to ice. I

I quickly wished that the colour of my hair could change, Black, brunet

of this

he blond," the auctioneer's voice wavered,

erked involuntarily toward the sound, though I couldn't see him. I didn't nee

d hear my pulse pounding in my ears

eer announced. "The blonde goes to M

somehow distant, I struggled to process everything, b

presiden

n those in power were a

as people scrambled to flee. But I remained frozen, too ter

car." The voice ag

broke into pieces the moment my body was grabbed by two pairs of han

voice came out-just muff

were tightly cuffed behind my b

red into a car. The moment I got in, I felt

n a hand pulled off my blindfold in a harsh manner. The hand did the same t

rned to acknowledge the figure beside m

n a low tone as if he heard my thoughts. I stilled

d on a pair of dark sunglasses, but I could feel

sked as he turned his hea

e?" I asked instead, fear evident in my

never answer my question with another. I ask the questions here, and you ans

e urge to cry, but I

point in giving my last name-it

back on his phone. I stared out the w

's voice startled me. I hadn't notic

said, his eyes s

d to ask him to remove them, but fear silenced me. I sat there, ri

g just a few times before slowing down. We rolled pa

aw the change in his face. His jaw tightened, his fist clenche

, the ca

he said, offering a tight-lipped

im, my body n

say w