Casey & Lily:

The Cell:

We woke to the TV blaring the news at us. We had no idea what time it was since they were only letting us see bits and pieces of what was actually happening on the news channel. I heard Lily whimper, knowing that she was in pain. I sat up and shook her awake. Lily rolled over and sat up looking at me as if I had awaken her to some kind of nightmare that we were both living. She looked at me and all we thought about was dancing. We didn't know if it was because we were so down and out or if we just needed to do something spontaneous. I pulled Lily from the bed careful not to touch her injured arm and then the fun began. We began to dance because we were bored of doing nothing else. With what little TV we did have it was easy to make up moves to imaginary music and when we finally collapsed on the bed we were laughing, something I thought I would never do. The men and their boss had not bothered us in the past two months and we didn't know if we were ever going to see daylight again.

Lily had fallen back to sleep again and I had pulled my journal out. I grabbed one of my pens, then looking at the door, started writing. I knew if they caught me that they would hurt me like they did Lily, but I didn't care. I needed to write as much as I could for them to be caught.

Journal Entry Number: I have lost count of days:

Frightening Thought du Jour: LT and I danced for the first time in like weeks and it actually felt good. Our captors have not come to see us in a week and I now know what LT felt like the first week she was with these men. The third day I was here the men came and grabbed me and tied me to a bed. LT kept my stuff close to her so that they couldn't take it and make sure I couldn't write or do school work. They gagged and blindfolded me and then had there way with me. I have never felt so violated in my life. When they were done, they untied me but kept the gag and blindfold on and dragged me back to LT and my cell. LT stayed with me through the entire night and when I finally came to all I did was cry.

Random Acts of Blindness: nobody knows what it feels like to be LT and me. LT and I knew that from the minute we saw each other that we were different. We knew that there was a possibility that we would never see our family and friends again. But we didn't know was how close my friends and family were to finding me. The TV was no longer in our room because they did not want us to find out what was going on with the investigation into my disappearance.

Confused Much: I knew M had a sister, I just never knew exactly where she was all the time. M never talked much about her when he was around me and the rest of our friends. The fact that M could get his sister to help in finding me was beyond even my grasp. I knew that if we were to be found we would have to get the hell out by ourselves. We would have to fight them to the death and we were both willing to by this time. But how were we going to get out of our cell?

Not So Frightening Thoughts du Jour: I never thought this would ever happen to me and never did LT. We both seemed to be unaware of what really happened in the world until this random act of violence took our youth from us.

-I will never forget my friends and family.

-LT will never forget her friends and family.

-Our friends and family will sooner or later find our cell, it doesn't matter if we are alive or dead because they will have these journals to look to so that they know what really happened.

-Our captors will finally be taken into custody and anyone else's lives that they have shattered will finally be full again.

-Once our captors are arrested, we will finally be able to go home and live in the arms of safety again.

-Once home, we will continue staying in touch no matter what happens to us after we return home.

-LT and I will never forget each other.

Our Captors Are: well this isn't a really smart question because here's what they are and always will be:

-Stupid

-Idiotic

-Dumbasses

-Bullheaded

-Outrageously ugly and have no right to call themselves humans.

-Have no reason to live because if LT and I ever get out of here we will hunt them down, find them and kill them.

-The oldest: the boss of all the men that took advantage of us. His name was John and that's all I know about him. They called him Boss John.

-The four men were named: Jack Johnson, James Slowenski, Rodney Johansen, and Mark Thompson. There names are within the pages of my math and history books and I have written full descriptions of every single man that has been here.

-None of them had tattoos that LT and I could see. Boss John was stupid enough to let me see his face and every time I close my eyes I see his face as he has his fun with me. He is the one that mainly came to our cell and took us to the fuck bed. LT and I have come to know that room as either the Fuck bed or the Fuck room. We hate it and we no longer want to live after what happens in that room.

-LT's phone number is as follows, so if this is to land in the hands of the police, they can call her parents to let her know what has happened and so her parents will not have to worry that their daughter is still missing.

-LT's phone number: 435-978-6423 (fake number)

I have to end this Journal Entry. It is getting so hard to keep my eyes open any longer. The men are no longer within the compound and I have reason to believe that they have totally left the area.