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Emmie was woken when some footsteps stopped by her door. Her eyes slowly opened, exhausted of the crying and panic attacks she had throughout the night and day, and her mouth fell open, the lack of air making her thirst even worse.
As the door opened, she didn’t care if she’d get another slap or punch in the face or stomach and stared at the figure standing in the bright light. “Water,” she said in a croaky voice.
The man said nothing and took a few steps closer to her, at which Emmie flinched and pressed herself against the pole behind her back. Her breathing accelerated when two other men walked into the small claustrophobic room of hers.
That was when the light was turned on.
Her eyes shut involuntarily while she fought against it, and by the time she could see again normally, two of the men were sitting down on chairs that apparently were in the room, one of them not present anymore.
Emmie noticed that the one on the lef
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