"Please." Kia sobbed, her hands and feet were tied to a chair. The rope burnt her arms as she tried to get free. "I'm not afraid of death." She tried to stay strong, tried to show him that she wasn't scared when in reality she was terrified. She couldn't stop thinking about Emily, how she wished she was here to help her.

"Shut up slut. I'm not going to kill you." The man said, as he stood at the front of a table. He looked like he had many tools spread out on the bench. "I'm just going to have a little fun with you."

The man approached Kia holding a screwdriver. He lifted her top up and traced the screwdriver over her stomach, Kia looked away in disgust and fear. He scratched the surface and blood trickled out. He grabbed her hair and smiled.

"You're pretty, I think I'll have fun with you." He laughed and Kia continued to sob.

He jammed the screwdriver into her stomach and Kia screamed.

"I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe this is happening." Garcia muttered over and over again. "She's a child, a baby. This shouldn't be happening."

Emily and Garcia were both pacing around the underground pit, wondering what was happening to Kia. They had both become very fond of her, especially Emily. They couldn't even contemplate death. They were both in their own worlds, when they heard the familiar car pull up above. They both snapped out of their thoughts.

"Ssssh, listen." Emily said, and looked up at the trapdoor as it opened. The man threw in 2 brown sacks and they landed on the floor with a thud. He then lowered Kia in a makeshift stretcher, it didn't help much as she landed with quite a thud.

"What the fuck have you done to her?!" Emily screamed. Kia was half conscious. Blood seeped through her top and she looked like she'd taken quite a beating.

"Oh whatever." The man said in a mocking voice, he squatted so he could see into the pit more clearly. "Look after her. There's a first aid kit in one of the sacks. I like this one, I'd like to keep her around." He got up and slammed the trapdoor shut and it shook the pit.

"Kia." Emily said, shaking her gently. "Garcia, look in the sacks, find the first aid kit. See what there is." Garcia quickly looked through the sacks, while Emily tended to Kia.

"Can you hear me?" Emily was trying really hard not to cry, she couldn't bear this. She dealt with pain and death everyday but this was different, she felt a kind of motherly bond with Kia.

"Emily." Kia said weakly. "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about sweetie. That man is the one who should be sorry." Emily said, stroking her hair. "Can I see what hes done to you?"

Kia nodded slightly. "He stabbed me in the stomach with a screwdriver and other stuff."

"Fuck. Garcia, anything useful?" Emily said whilst she pulled Kia's top up, she held her hand on the stab wound.

"Bandage, plasters, painkillers, saline, steri strips."

Emily tutted. She knew Kia needed a hospital, but it didn't look like that was going to be an option. She needed a blood transfusion, fluids, maybe even surgery. They had to do the best they could, with what they had and hoped it would be enough. Garcia knelt down opposite Emily with the stuff.

"It doesn't look too deep so I'm hoping this will be enough." Emily said, taking the saline and bandages. She looked up at Kia's face and saw she had gone a very worrying shade of grey. "Baby, you have to stay with me okay. You can't go to sleep."

Kia muttered something inaudible and opened her eyes.

Garcia took her hand in hers as Emily did what she could with the first aid items that they had. After half an hour, Emily was as happy as she was going to with the job she'd done.

"That's as good as I'm going to be able to get it. I'm so sorry." Emily said, defeat lacing her tone. "Let's get you a bit more comfortable."

"Thank you" Kia said. Garcia and Emily made Kia a better makeshift bed, before they let her sleep. They came back over to the sacks.

"We need to get out of here." Emily said, angrily. "I didn't want to say anything while Kia was awake, but that won't be any good for long. She needs a blood transfusion. She lost so much blood."

"Oh god, oh god." Garcia repeated over and over. "What the hell do we do?" Tears started streaming from Garcia's eyes.

"Penelope. Calm. Down." Emily said, grabbing hold of her hands. "We need to stay calm for Kia, she's a child and we're the adults. We need to find a way out."

Garcia straightened her back and closed her eyes, trying to compose herself. After several minutes she opened her eyes and looked at Emily.

"Let's look in those bags. There's got to be something we can use to knock the ladder down and force the trapdoor open." Penelope said, with a determined look on her face.

Emily smiled at her.

"Let's do this."