A cry for help

Chapter 1

For months I've been living in hell, beaten, tortured, whipped, starved, sleep deprived. You name it. Rufus is a devil, he's in complete charge of this hell hole. I'm surrounded by hundreds of men that guard every hall and door. All of them under the command of Rufus. He keeps his victims in cell rooms. Each room has five cells each containing one victim. But for some reason he keeps me separated from the others.

I wake up to shouting in the hallway outside, I stand up and walk to the front of the cell,

"Put her in a cell!" I hear Rufus's voice, making chills go down my spine. I haven't seen him in a few days or so.

"All the others are filled "says a man. Silence for a few seconds,

"Then put her in with…" Rufus thinks. I cross my fingers, please be with me. "Sarah. But I want absolutely, 100% no talking and I want them on the opposite side of the room. Which means Sarah will have to be moved and I want her moved to the cell next to the door. If there is one word exchanged I better be the first to hear about it. Understood?" Rufus explains coldly

"Yes sir." says the first man. Just then the door opens and two men come in with a girl about two years younger than me and I'm 14. One man takes her to the last cell and locks her in and the other puts me in the first cell. But I don't go in without a fight. I never do anything without a fight. I shove my body weight against him, causing him to lose his grip I go to run for the door but I swings open slamming me in the nose making it bleed. I yelp and fall back onto my elbows, scraping them. I look up and see Rufus standing at the door way, pissed. I scurry backwards but I scoot into the man's legs. From there he doesn't let me move any further. Rufus steps in and slams the metal door shut. I flinch as it echoes the room.

"And where do you think you're going?" he hisses.

"Uh…" was all that came out of my mouth. He crouches down in front of me I push against the man's legs even more, desperate to get away from Rufus. He looks at the marks on my arms where the man had grabbed me, and looks at me.

"You were fighting again weren't you. " He said not looking happy. Without giving me time to respond he grabs my arm and throws my in the first cell and slams the door shut. "You little brat you're working your way to my last nerve." He hisses and leaves. I sigh and go in the corner. The view in this cell I a lot different from the other one considering that was my first cell since I came here. I look down at the other end through the cells and see that the girl is also in the corner but her back is facing the other cells. I look at her for a few minutes, I'm about to say something but remember not to talk, that I was lucky that all the other cells were filled and she was put in my room. Though I'm deeply tempted to talk to her there are a few problems that follow. Pushing my luck on not to be isolated, pain and Rufus. If we were able to talk these are the questions I would ask, what her name was, why she was here, how she got here. You know the basic questions I asked before I was separated into isolation for who knows how long. Several hours went by and I was half asleep and she was fully asleep, but I wake up to the door closing, I jolt up and look down the hall, the girl is still asleep, I look back and see who came in and see the same man from earlier. He's carrying food. My eyes light up but try not to make it obvious. But he walks right past me and to the girl. When he walks back I look at him.

"The boss said no again." And leaves. I sigh and sink back into the corner this is the 7th day in a row. Why won't Rufus feed me? He barley gives me water.

Chapter 2

Hours pass and I once again go to sleep with an empty stomach. When I wake up I see a piece of bread next to me. I hesitate to take it and pick it up. I look to the other side of the room and see the girl looking at me.

"Take it." She says ever so quietly. So that's what her voice sounds like I thought. I nod a 'thank you' and eat it. I cherish each bite as if it were my last. I'm speaking literal. Once I'm done I thank her again. "You're welcome, I over heard him say that you weren't getting any food again….what does he mean again?" her voice is so soft it's hard to hear her correctly. I hold up 7 fingers, "7? 7…days?" she asks. I nod. Her face drops, "He hasn't fed you in 7 days?" she says in disbelief, I nod. "Can you talk?" she says. I nod, "Why don't you?" and as if on cue the door opens and Rufus comes in.

"Because she knows the rules," he says walking to her as he walks past me I follow him through the cell. I look at the girl scared for her. As he approaches her she shrinks back a little.

"W-what do you mean?" she whimpers. Rufus opens her cell and corners her.

"The reason you are in here is because all the other cells in this whole building are filled. But don't worry you won't be in here for long there getting rid of some of the people so those cells are open, as for Sarah," he pauses gesturing to me, I gulp. "She's not leaving for a while. Now maybe I'll get her own isolated room some time so I can use this room. "He explains. Closing her cell and locking it. He starts to walk to me. I gasp quietly and trip backwards. When he gets to my cell his voice drops. I gulp rather loudly. The second he opens it I put my hands in front of my face as I cower in fear.

"As for you. You little brat, this is the 12th time trying to escape, and you haven't even been here for a year. It's only been 7 months." He grabs my wrist and pulls me up. By reflex I kick him where it hurt. But this didn't seem to affect him just piss him off. For he jerks me forward and opens the metal door and leads me out of the room. He leads me down many halls, as I look on both side of the hall I see signs labeling names of cell rooms. At each hall are two guards standing on each side of the wall. Every one of them look at me and Rufus and nod their heads in respect as we walk by. Why do they respect him? I yell in my mind. We stop at a stair well and Rufus opens it as he forcefully pushes me up several floors and opens another door leading to another hall. We walk down this hall and turn left the take a right and a left. Then we halt as we stop in front of a metal door with a lock combination on it, Rufus turns me around and punches in the code. The second it opens a rush of cold air hits me. I couldn't help but pull away it was so cold. But Rufus insists I go in and grabs the back of my neck and pushes me in. I fall onto my knees and go to get up but Rufus steps on my back pushing me back down. But the floor is so cold my skin feels like it's covered in sheets of dry ice. I struggle greatly to get up. But this only makes him press harder. As he begins to crush my lungs, his voice fills the room.

"Welcome to your temporary new room. You'll get your own eventually." He says and releases me and shuts the door trapping me in an ice box. I immediately run to a corner and put my arms in my shirt sleeves and put my shirt over my legs. I begin to chatter my teeth as I can start to see my breath. Why is it so cold in here? As I sit in here in silence I listen to the rhythm my chattering teeth create. After what seemed like years which really turned out to be two or three days, Rufus opens the door and a rush of warm air fills the room. He walks over and yanks me up by my upper arm. And we walk out and go down another hall, this walk didn't take as long as the other but all the walking was agonizing considering my body is half frozen. Soon we stop at another door but this one just had a normal key lock. He pulls out a key and unlocks it. I stand semi frozen waiting for him to open it but I hear him curse under his breath. He pushes me in to a sitting position.

"Stay put." He commands. I immediately curl up into the same position that kept me semi warm for the last three days. As I continue to chatter my teeth, I've been chattering them for so long I wasn't sure if they would chip. Rufus walks just a few feet away but keeps his eyes on me, he pulls out a radio and calls for someone. "Who the hell is the new kid?" he spat on the radio.

"The new employer? Um… I believe it's Clint, sir why?" says another voice on the radio.

"The boy gave me the wrong key." Rufus hisses looking at the key he was holding.

"Alright he's getting the right one, he'll be right up." Says the man over the radio. Rufus puts his radio in his back pocket. And walks back over to me.

"I'm surprised you didn't move a muscle." He says standing over me.

"…..I..I-I'm…. F- fr-ee..z-z-z ing" I stutter greatly. I hear him chuckle.

"Yeah that room is pretty cold isn't it. I use it for slow death. It usually takes about a week for someone to freeze to death," he explains, I gulp quietly. "But don't worry this one is not that cold it can be sometimes though." He finishes, he looks to the right as do I and see a boy about 17 coming to us.

"Sorry sir, I must have grabbed the wrong one." Says the boy handing Rufus the key. Rufus snatches it out of his hand

"I should never have to repeat myself. Is that understood?" He says firmly as he un locks the door I sit next to. When he opens it I feel semi warm air flow out of the room.

"Yes sir, who's this?" he says looking at me, Rufus looks at me and yanks me up by my wrist. I wince as my cold and sore body is jerked around.

"The one told you never to talk to." Rufus says simply as he pushes me in the room which about the size of a small office but with nothing in it but a chain bolted to the wall with a cuff at the end. The boy follows. Oh, no I said to myself I'm not about to get chained again. I put my feet out in front of me and I squirm and lash around. "Stop it!" Rufus say holding on tighter, I fight even more the closer I get to the chain.

"NO! NO! Please! Rufus no! Please!" I beg as he literally throws me down. I go to get up but he whips out a pistol and points it at my head.

Chapter 3

I should have froze but my instincts took over and I went to push past him but he pulled the trigger quickly and shot my upper arm.

"AAAAHHH!" I clench my eyes shut and clutch my shot arm and fall forward. My whole world went black. I'm woken up from the screaming pain in my arm, I sit up and look at the amount of blood I lost. I have to get out of here. I run at the door but my right legs is yanked back and I fall landing on my bad arm.

"AAH!" I cry feeling tears stream out of my eyes landing on the dry blood making it slightly moist. Suddenly I hear the door unlock I shoot back in to the corner and Rufus comes in.

"I thought I heard you." He snickers. As he walks over to me smiling, he sees me holding my bad arm and chuckles crouching down. I shrink back, as he reaches his hand out and strokes my cheek I shudder at the feeling of gentle contact for torture is the only contact I've received for almost a whole year. When I go to move his hand away his voice drops. "Do not push my hand away." He says bluntly, I freeze. Suddenly he grabs my neck, I flinch grabbing his hand not letting go when he says. This only makes him squeeze harder, I gasp deeply as I feel my lungs start to collapse. I start to pull down but he follows and pins me on the floor. He sits in me dog style, I feel my face getting hot. I shut my eyes tight and hope for the end. "You never learn do you? Not even with a gun to your face!" He shouts pulling out a knife and lets go of my neck. I gasp deeply and cough, he stabs my side as I scream in agony. He continues to stab me in multiple places. Shoulder, sides, arms, he cuts me in the face, from my shoulder all the way down to my stomach he does this on each side. He then stands up and begins to beat me senselessly, in the gut, head, leg, face, and back. I curl up in to my safety ball which has now become a new sleeping position. And for the finish he pulls out his gun and shoots me twice in the leg and once in the left shoulder.

"AAAAAHHHH!" I screech. He stands above me admiring his work, and leaves. As I lay there motionless, bleeding, scared and dying. Slowly and painfully. For hours I lay still listening to people walk by my room. Each one I stiffen hoping and praying to god it's not Rufus. I try many times to go to sleep but the pain is too strong to ignore. A year I've been living like this. How? I don't know. As I lay on my stomach which is the only thing that doesn't hurt like hell, I stare at the blood smeared on the floor. I'm surrounded by dead silence. My eyes are heavy but I dare not let them close for god knows what will happen if I do. Pulling me out of my thoughts I hear Rufus stop at the door, I hold my breath. But he seems distracted by something and continues on walking. I sigh in immense relief. But I can hear him talking which means he hasn't wondered too far.

"Who went to get him?" I hear Rufus say. I weakly lift my head off the floor but hold in a cry of pain for I haven't moved a muscle in hours.

"Travis did, the boy went off to the market to grab something and hasn't come back." Says another voice.

"How long has he been gone?" I hear Rufus reply,

"About two hours now." Says the same voice.

"Send another man out I don't give a shit who it is I want that boy back." Rufus demands as I hear a few 'Yes sirs'. I slowly lay my head back down and at least try to close my eyes. They closed like a magnet and from there would not open.

Chapter 4

It's strange how dreams can feel so real and you think you feel physical contact but then remember it's just a dream. And then when you wake up you'd do anything to escape reality and venture back into that dream. This is what I wish could happen at a time like this. I'm woken up by the door slamming and Rufus walking in, I don't even try to go in the corner I'm so weak.

"Hmm, I was expecting you to go in the corner like you usually do." He mumbles, walking over to me. I just lay still, not saying anything. I hear him crouch down close behind me. "What's the matter, why aren't you talking?" he coos, I try moving to a corner for I feel very uncomfortable being out in the open and always will be. But the second I move my arm I wince. Even though I can't see his face I can tell he's smiling. I try to move again but a small whimper manages to escape my lips. He chuckles before speaking, "Why are you trying to move?" I say nothing and suck in the pain and quickly lift myself up but feel something crack.

"AAHH!" I yelp and fall back down, feeling a tear fall. His hand touches my arm and I instinctively cower away. "P-p-p-lease….R-ruf-fus… n-n-o m-more." I plead and start bawling, daring to look at him. For some reason his eyes are more evil than usual. What is he planning this time? He's about to say something when a man comes in panicking. Rufus rolls his eyes and looks at me.

"What?" he says remaining his eyes on me.

"….Uh.. we found the boy but…" the man pauses.

"But what?" Rufus stands up I try to move again but he steps on my back and puts pressure on me. I groan,

"But he sort of called the cops" the man trails off. I can almost picture the look on Rufus's face. But out of nowhere I blurt out

"HEEELLP!" which earned me a nasty kick to the side of the head, "AAHH! HEELP! PLEASE HELP!" I can't stop myself the second he said cops hope filled my body. Maybe I'll be saved.

"SHUT UP!" Roars Rufus. As he pulls me up by my now infected shot shoulder. I scream in pain but now that I know there is help coming I start to fight again. Despite the feeling of my bones and muscles burning in my body I fight with all my might. "Stop it! Don't get your hopes up too high it was only a matter of time before something like this would happen. Luckily I thought head of time." He says, un locking me from the chain. As he picks me up my body feels like a beaten rag-doll. He leads me out into the main hall where he starts throwing out demands.

"I want all the kids put in transport vans and driven far from here, once everyone has exited the mountain, I want this place blown up and burn to the crisp. Do I make myself crystal clear?!" he shouts. Everyone says yes sir and scatter like roaches. He pulls me as I fight like no other. We come to a double door and open it to a large garage with many vans all which have tinted windows. I'm brought around back to one van and am thrown in and locked, I quickly get up and look out the window and continue to see men with groups of people be put in vans all around me. I even see the girl that gave her bread to me. Which reminded my stomach just how empty it was. Within minutes men gradually get in the vans and begin to drive off. When I hear someone get in my van I thought it would be Rufus but it was the man that I fought when he was trying to move to the last cell.

"Alright, we got everybody out, lets blow this shit up." I hear his voice muffled. As he starts the car and jerks it forward and follows the rest out. I see that we exit a large cave and when we're a good mile away from the mountain I see a spark and then an enormous boom echo followed the mountain its self-collapsing with a mushroom cloud covering it. I look at it in complete awe.

Chapter 5

I sit in the corner of the van closest to the door. I stare at dirt clumps roll around the floor for hours. We've been driving for days, where are we going? Just then I hear a loud ear piercing screech which come to find out was us followed by an enormous jerk causing me to fly forward banging my head on the side of the van. Suddenly we flip over multiple times as I'm thrown all over the place. Hitting my already broken and battered body. Then the car crashes to a halt and I'm thrown out the window as shards of glass enter my skin and I skid several yards away from the crash site on the rough pavement. Literally shredding my body open. When I come to a stop I weakly look at what happened and see the man hanging out the wind-shield. Dead. I look around and see cars fly by and some stop, soon I hear sirens in the distance. But I lose consciousness and black out. When I think I'm awake, I go to open my eyes but they won't open. I go to speak but my mouth doesn't move. I do to move any part of my body, but I can't move. But I can hear. I hear sounds of heart monitors. Mine. I hear voices both near and far. Men and woman,

"Room 105 is ready for surgery. " Says a young woman who sounds like she was walking past me.

"I need an MRI for Miller." Says a man who sounds about mid-age. Suddenly it hit me. I'm in a hospital. I'm saved, no more Rufus, no more pain, no more Isolation. I want to shout for joy….but I can't move, why? I listen to doctors and nurses share information about other patients. Soon I hear someone walk over to me.

"Hey Doc! Come here quick!" says the person who sounds like a lady. I hear pounding feet.

"What?!" says a man's voice. The Doctor.

"Her vitals there going crazy," says the lady.

"She's conscious!" gasps the Doctor. I suddenly feel a hand touch mine. "Sarah? Sarah, can you hear me? This is Dr. Taylor, Sarah?" He says trying to remain calm but acting as if I were dead and came back to life. I try to respond, I do so with the smallest nod I've ever done. I hear sighs of relief,

"Yes, everybody! She's alive!" says the lady. I hear shouting and cheering. The doctor calms them down.

"Ok, ok, ok, Sarah can you hear me?" I nod slightly. "Ok can you open your eyes?" he asks. It takes a minute for my brain to find my eyes and struggle to open them. But little by little I gradually see light as darkness fades away. Soon I see a blurred figure staring at me. The doctor. I slowly move my head to my left and see a lady, the nurse. Then to my right and see more nurses and doctors. "Sarah?" the doctor says I move my head to him. He sits down. "You have been unconscious for over 3 months now. The day, or I should say night, we got you, the paramedics claimed you dead. When we were going over your injuries, I saw your chest slowly rise, and from that point I told myself I had to rebuild this girl's life. We found so many cuts and bruises we lost count around 450. You were stabbed, shot, cut, whipped, you name it. You were a living rag-doll. You had nothing to eat or drink in many weeks, from the looks of your chart you only had at least 4- 5 hours of sleep a week. The second the paramedics saw you the called the news crew, you were all over the news for weeks. People thought you were dead," he explains out of breath. "But it's truly a miracle." He finishes,

"…Where are my parents?" I say tiredly. The doctor's face softens.

"Sarah, you don't know yet do you?" he says I give him a questioned look.

"Over a year ago which is about how long you've been missing, the man that kidnapped you…he killed them." he says trailing off. I look at him, not wanting to believe him. I slowly feel my heart tare into pieces and tears form in my eyes. I slowly shake my head.

"No…no please god no." I burst out into tears. The nurse comes and sits next to me and gives me a hug, I don't hesitate at all and fall into her arms.

"We've been trying to find a place for you even if it is something like an orphanage." Continues the doctor. I cry even harder at the thought of moving to a new family. I grip the nurses shirt.

"I have no one!" I cry out.

"I'm really sorry Sarah." Says the doctor and leaves. Soon the nurse leaves and I'm left alone.