As Liam woke up, he didn't want to open his eyes and face the reality that had become their everyday life.
After a simple unauthorized sightseeing trip in Italy, all five boys had been kidnapped and become sex slaves.
They were forced to have sex with every girl or boy that was brought to them, or else they were savagely beaten, and starved into submission.
Louis had been the first to cave, then Niall, then Harry, then Zayn, and lastly Liam.
They all felt defiled, and were too depressed after several months to even think of rescue or escape.
They all had been beaten so much, sometimes for no reason, that they had given up even responding to their captors.
They just did as they were told and no more.
Even when tormented, a lot of times they just lay there on the floor, not even responding to the pain.
They would often black out before a sound made it past their cracked lips, slipping into a kind of learned helplessness that enabled them to have no response reaction what so ever, not matter how much it hurt.
At other times, they would scream themselves hoarse, writhing in pain, unable to black out no matter how hard they tried,
At night, they would huddle together, not saying anything, sometimes crying, sometimes just one by one drifting into the only relief in their lives: sleep.
In sleep all pain was gone, though when they dreamed of home and families, they always woke up more depressed then when they fell asleep.
And as Liam slowly woke up more and more, he realized they were moving.
Carefully, he cracked open his swollen eyelids.
It looked different, and the bright light blinded him, so he shut his eyes once again.
He heard strange voices all around him, but he paid no mind to them.
He slowly turned his head as he became aware of plush carpet under his battered and broken body.
Opening his eyes once again, he gazed around him, noticing how he seemed to be in a well-lit train car.
Through his blurry vision, he could see his four best friends laying beside him, dried blood around Louis and Zayn's mouths, and Harry's hair also matted with blood.
Niall was curled up a little apart from the others, raspy coughing racking his body every minute or two.
Liam didn't even look at his own injures.
He had multiple burns across his body from having been electrocuted before the last girl had dragged him into bed with her.
Large clawed feet clicked past him, pausing as a shadow fell over them, making Liam close his eyes and wait for it to pass.
After a bit, the shadow lifted, and the clicking resumed until it was gone.
Liam felt a cold chill sweep through him as he wondered what kind of creature it was that had stood over them.
After a bit, he re-opened his eyes and stared at the back of Louis's head, not really seeing him as he listened to the voices and sounds around him.
Soon, the feeling of movement slowed and stopped, and many large and small feet tromped past the boys lying limply on the carpet.
Deciding he need to take a better look around him, Liam raised his head a bit and waited for his vision to clear, blinking his eyes several times as his head swam.
A shock that had nothing to do with electric batons ran through his body.
There were dinosaurs all around them!