Alice's Point of View
I was very scared. I realized that I was going to stay here for forever with these girls. These 3 girls looked so frail and lonely. One of them had a chain around one ankle. You could see the dried up blood and the bruises around her ankle. She must have tried to escape. I needed to escape this jail cell, but I would have to be careful or they would do the same to me and then I could never leave.
One girl was shivering in a corner, her eyes staring off, and her beautiful green eyes were empty. She just sat there. As if her body was a lifeless carcass. I just couldn't stop gazing at her eyes.
The last girl was looking straight at me. You could tell she had once been very beautiful hair or no hair. She looked healthier and older than the rest. Her head was tilted to the left as if she was considering something. She opened her mouth and at first nothing came out just a small crackling sound.
She then put her head back to normal and took a step closer to me. I wanted to back away but I couldn't, it felt as if I was glued to that one spot. She then opened her mouth again, this time more intensity was in her eyes.
"You're trapped here. No way out. No way out. No way out" She continued on saying that but her voice was decreasing until it was only her mouth moving.
Her tone was scaring me, there had to be some way out. I couldn't just sit here and rot to death.
I went over to my bed and carefully sat down. The impact of my body hitting the bed, made the bed creak. It was a small metal bed with rust everywhere. Not to mention the fleas and other bugs on this bed. I could see the little black things quickly scurrying into the mattress as I sat down. I shuddered and felt sick. I hated bugs.
I reached into my suitcase and pulled out a blanket and draped it over the dirt incrusted mattress. I pulled my knees up to my face and fell asleep; I was too overwhelmed with everything that had happened.
I awoke to the sound of the heavy metal door opening. It made a loud groan as the door came to a full open. In came a man carrying a tray of food, if I could call it that. But I was hungry and anything looked appetizing. I was too focused on the food that I did not pay attention the man who carried it.
I gasped quietly as I looked up. He was so beautiful. He was older than my parents but you couldn't tell that unless you looked real close. He had no wrinkles and his skin was the most beautiful colour I had ever seen. It was like porcelain but pale white. His eyes were not a colour I was familiar to. It wasn't exactly red and it wasn't exactly gold. But they were dark.
He placed the tray on the small table in the corner. He was so graceful; I have never seen anything like him. As he looked up to leave he glanced my way for a second, bowed his head in a way of greeting and left.
Those eyes got to me. They were so similar to the ones I have seen in the woods, but the ones I saw in the woods were a much brighter and richer red.
I rushed over to the table, picked up my small portion and swallowed it quickly. It tasted horrible and the smell of urine didn't make it more appealing. I was hungry though and I knew if were to escape and continue living, I would have to be healthy and strong.
None of the other girls picked up their food.
"Are you not hungry?" I asked the silence. Nobody replied. However the beautiful girl crawled over to the table picked up for bowl and threw it at the barred windows.
That had surprised me. Why would she do that? Wouldn't she get hungry later?
The small bowl clattered as it hit the hard ground. The girl was shaking violently.
"Someone was there. Someone was there. No way out. No way out. No way out."
Her hands balled up and she started hitting the wall. At first it was just a small thump but then she hit harder and harder. She started screaming and I could see the blood streaming slowly down the walls.
Something bad was going to happen. This was no way for a girl to act. I walked over to my bed, thankful that the screaming has subsided and I forced myself to close my eyes and fall asleep. I woke up and noticed that I was scratching myself. There were small red marks everywhere on my body. I didn't realize fleas would be such a bother. I looked around the room, and it seemed as if nobody had moved from their place during the night.
Would I turn into them as well?
There was a small knock on the big door and Dr .Caleb came in.
"Oh, hello dear. It's good to see you're up. I was hoping you could follow me I have some questions to ask you."
He wasn't asking but I didn't want to go.
"No, thank you." I replied.
"Now, dear, I don't want to use force but I will if I have to." He was still smiling.
Did he enjoy torturing young girls?
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