A shiver went down Kadyn's back and she looked around the place. She felt like someone was watching her. A lot of eyes were on her as expected but she felt like a cold stare was on her from somewhere.

Maybe it was just the whole history with this place. Eight women had gone missing over the past year. Eight women who was all seen the last time in this club and still the owner refused to put up surveillance. He argued that all of these women had been seen by their friends leaving the club alone so therefore it was just a coincidence they had been at the club. She knew better and she had only been working there for three weeks. Since the last girl had gone missing five weeks ago, the original bartender had handed in her two weeks notice and Kadyn had gotten the job.

Her eyes scanned the room. She couldn't shake the feeling of someone not just watching her but watching her closely, way too closely. She had a feeling whoever this vicious predator in their town was, he or she was using this club as their hunting ground.

"Hey, can I get a beer?" Someone shouted.

She turned her gaze at a smiling man and went to serve him. Three sets of eyes were locked on her as she served the man.

"You're ours," someone whispered in a low but taunting voice.
"You sure about this? She's not just a normal costumer. She works here. They might put in a bit more effort to find her," another one said.
"She's ours," the first one said firmly.

She wiped the counter clean and dropped the cloth in the sink.

"Ready to go?" Someone asked.

She looked up and saw the kind face of one of the bouncers.

"Yeah Peter, I'm ready," she answered.
"Let's go then. I'll walk you out," he said.

"There's our girl," the man in the driver's seat said as she came walking out.
"Wait for it, Seth. She's not alone," the man next to him said.
"I know that, Dean. I'm not an idiot," Seth said.
"You ready back there, Roman?" Dean asked the third man in the back of the van.
"Yeah," Roman grunted from the back.

"Will you be alright on your own?" Peter asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I live near by," she answered.
"Good. See you tomorrow then," he said and walked over to his car.

Shortly after he pulled out and waved at her as he drove away.

"Yeah, go away," Seth said as they watched the car drive away.

Their eyes went back to watch her as she started walking through the parking lot towards the street.

"Just our luck. She doesn't have a car. Let's go get our girl," Dean said.

Seth started the van and started driving towards her slowly.

She heard the engine behind her and looked over her shoulder. She couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. A van driving slow behind her. It was like a scene taken out of a bad horror movie. She looked straight ahead again, trying not to be intimidated but she started walking a bit faster.

The van drove up next to her. She turned her head and met the face of a smiling man. He didn't look scary but still something didn't feel quite right.

"Well hello there, pretty lady. Do you think you might be able to help us? You see, my buddy and I seem to be lost," Dean said as he pointed towards Seth in the driver's seat.
"Where are you going?" She asked.

He pulled up a map.

"If you could just come over here by the window and point out the quickest route to a club named Diego," he said.
"That won't do you any good," she said.
"Why not?" He asked.
"The club got flooded last week. They're closed for months while repairing the damages," she answered.

He frowned and felt annoyed at himself. Why hadn't he checked up on this? They had used the same excuse the past year and it had always worked. He should have known better than to get lazy like that. He looked at her and could see she kept her distance on purpose. His mind raced to find an excuse but he couldn't come up with one.

He turned his head away from her.

"Fuck it. Pretend to drive away and just get her in two seconds," he whispered to the two other men.

He turned his head back to look at her.

"Well, thanks for your help. Have a good night," he said.
"You too," she said.

Seth drove past her real slow.

"Now!" Dean growled to Roman.

The side door of the van got pushed open and out jumped Roman. She had barely time to react before he grabbed her. She screamed and fought all she could but the big man tossed her into the van as if she weighted nothing. The door slammed shut and Seth hit the gas.

She was putting up a fight in the back of the van. This guy was huge but she wasn't about to roll over and be quiet. If she couldn't fight her way out of this, maybe someone could hear her loud screams.

"Shut her up!" Dean growled.

The pain was unbearable as her head was slammed into the side of the van. Everything sailed inside her head and she lost the ability to think straight.

The van stopped. Roman opened the door and pulled her out. Everything came back to her in that second and she started fighting again.

"She's a feisty one," Seth chuckled.
"What did you expect? She's not drunk like the others were," Roman said as he swung her over his shoulder and forced the screaming woman inside with them.

He dropped her on her back on the floor. The landing was hard and the air was knocked out of her. They used the momentum to throw themselves at her, ripping the clothes from her body. They stood up and looked at her. Her eyes found their way up to them and they were all just smirking at her. She saw nothing but pure evil in their eyes.

"I always go first," Seth said and started opening his pants.

She crawled backwards on the floor but she didn't get far before he grabbed her ankles and pulled her back to him. He pinned her hands down above her head and forced himself inside her. Laughter filled the room as she started screaming again. Laughter of those two watching while the man on top of her just roared and grunted in his own sick pleasure.

It seemed like the torture went on forever. She couldn't look at any of them. She just turned her head and stared at a spot on the wall while the sounds of their laughter was constantly ringing in her ears.

"Almost done," he said.

Was he talking to her? She turned her head and briefly looked at him but he was looking at one of the others. Realisation hit her. He wasn't the only one who would be doing this to her. There were three of them and the two others were just waiting for their turn. She turned her eyes back at the spot on the wall as silent tears ran down her face.

He pushed in one last time and then the weight of him on top of her disappeared. She hardly got any time to feel relieved before a much heavyer man was on top of him. His long black hair flowed down in front of her face and she knew it was the guy from the back of the van without even looking at him.

He too pinned her hands down. There wasn't any reason to. She had stopped fighting minutes ago when she realized there was no way out of this. She just laid there hoping it would be over soon. She bit her lip to keep herself from screaming as he pushed inside her. He was too big and she was too dry. It hurt like hell but she was done giving them the satisfaction of hearing her screams. If she didn't scream, maybe they wouldn't laugh. Their laughter drove her crazy.

He gathered both her wrists in one hand as his other hand went down and grabbed her throat. He squeezed and she gasped for air. By natural instinct she started fighting again, this time for air rather than to get away. Their cruel laughter started up again and he just thrust into her even harder. And then it was done as quickly as it had begun. He let go off her, pulled out and moved away from her.

She waited for the third and final man to attack her right away but it didn't happen. She heard him walk across the room. She just continued laying there, afraid to move or do anything. A hand in her hair yanked her up to her knees. It was painful and she let out a little yelp.

Her head was forced backwards and she looked up at the last man who was standing behind her with a grin on his face. There was a glass bottle in his hand with some sort of liquid inside. He held tight in her hair so her head was still tilted back. He put the bottle to her lips and the liquid started pouring into her mouth. She felt like drowning and tried to get away but he held on tight and she was forced to swallow as much as possible. As soon as the bottle was empty, he pushed her forward and she landed on her stomach.

"And now we wait," he said as he stepped away from her.

Wait for what? She had no idea what had gone down her system but it didn't taste good. She didn't feel good either. Something was very wrong and she knew it had something to do with what had just gone inside her. She started crawling away from them but it was difficult. They just laughed again and let her crawl.

"It's not like you're gonna get away," Roman said.

She didn't stop to think. She just knew she had to try. She reached the couch in the middle of the room. She started crawling behind it. Not that she would get away from them but at least she wouldn't have to look at them. Her stomach was hurting more and more and she felt sick. She stuck two fingers down her throat and was relieved when she felt vomit come up. She had her head close to the couch and the vomit ran under the couch. The men had been too busy talking and laughing to hear her throw up.

Someone grabbed her feet and yanked her away from the couch. Her stomach still hurt bad and she tried to curl up with her arms crossed over it. The third man placed himself on top of her and pinned her arms down like the others had done. The pain from him forcing himself inside her was nothing compared to the pain in her stomach.

"I just love fucking you girls while your lives slowly leave you," he said in a low, raspy voice.

She heard his words and she understood the meaning behind them but she couldn't even show fear. The pain was too strong. One final, short and barely noticeable sound left her lips before everything went black.

Dean got to his feet and looked at her.

"Yeah, she's gone," he said and grinned at his two friends.

Roman walked over and lifted up her lifeless body. He carried her back to the van with Dean and Seth following behind. Shortly after they drove off.

They stopped in the forest like they had done eight times before. Roman carried her naked body out and dumped it on the ground before getting back in. None of them looked twice at her before driving back home.

Two barks were heard through the forest shortly after.

"What have you got there, boys?" A woman's voice sounded.

She looked at the naked woman on the ground.

"Oh, another one," she sighed.

She got down on her knees and stroke Kadyn over her cheek.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this, honey," she said.

She moved down to take the young woman's hand and then she felt a slight squeeze. The woman jumped in shock and then bowed her head down close to Kadyn's mouth to hear her shallow breathing.

"Oh my god, you're still alive," she said.