New prologue
I felt like an empty pit. My pride stricken from me and my morals, stepped on and crushed under the foot of just one man. "LET HER GO" a booming voice shouted from across the hallway. A gun pointing straight toward my head, holding me against my will. Tears streamed down my face as I bit my lower lip. My knee had already been shot out of place, a warm red liquid running from the wound. I kept my head down and shut my eyes, feeling as If I looked up would be my worst nightmare.