Senses
Chapter 1: Ana
Waking up from a numb and probably chemically induced sleep, Ana does the only thing she can do: watch, hoping that this one sense left will be enough to keep her safe.
A little girl is sitting on the floor, her eyes wide in fear.
The short man with grey hair kneels next to her and rubs her back soothingly.
He kisses her forehead. She looks worried.
A bunch of men come in, grinning from ears to ears when they see the fear in the two people's eyes.
The little girl is crying. One of the man, who seemed to be the leader, addresses them cruelly.
Another of the man ties the short man and the little girl, while the others points guns at them.
The man puts a sort of tissue on each prisoner's mouth, and they doze out.
The little girl has woken up and the men gripe her.
She is trying to kick them, bite them, but she can't. She is alone against five strong men. When she realises that she starts crying.
She seemes to be begging them to let her go. But the men don't seem kin on waiting or letting her go.
One of the man starts taking of her coats.
The boss has come forward and looks sharply at him.
The man is moving his hands around, as if he's bargaining something. Whatever he said lits up the boss' eyes. The latter bends down to talk to the little girl.
A woman arrives in the room with a big, no, massive, gun. She seems menacing.
The men all start to laugh.
The woman sighs and gripes her weapon with a harsh look.
One of the man has turned towards the boss with a pleading expression, his eyes filled with lust.
And then all went black for a moment. And after that, everything was over. A soft line of sweet cherry liquid was running down her chest, right from her heart.
