Well, well, well Gents what do we have here?'
I opened my eyes, my head was pounding. I shook my head until my vision was clear. The foul stench hit me. A mixture of sea and alcohol hit my nostrils. Where was I? This wasn't Doncaster. I then noticed four sets of boots stood in front of me. My eyes travelled up to four sets of eyes that were peering down at me.. I was face to face with four men in red uniforms.
'Get her up' Once of the men ordered. The smallest of all grabbed me I retaliated.
Get ya hands off me' I resisted but he was too strong. I was pulled to my feet and thrust in front of the commannding officer.
'What is your name wench?'
'Who the fuck are you calling wench, where am I? Who the hell are you guys?' I struggle against the men.
Where was I? I looked around for something familiar. No cars, shops, no chavs. Everything looked brown and old fashioned.
It was then I remembered, James my boyfriend. We had argued again. He couldn't understand why I wasn't ready to sleep with him yet. Men these days, is that all they want. Why can't they wait and cherish the moment. We had argued like before and I had run off I ran into the middle of the road and then, well then woke up here. But where is here?
SLAP!
Answer me whore.' The office slapped me. I must have switched off thinking about what had happened.
I looked the man straight in the eyes and as brave as I could be I said ' My name is Katherine Freeman and I ain't no whore. I struggles again against their hold. But it was no use I wasn't going to be released.
'You certainly look like a her.' The men laughed and eyed me up and down. I followed their gazes I was wearing a short denim skirt, pink converse and a top that was now dirty. 'What do we do with whores boys?' sneered the commanding officer. The men laughed again as the officer peered in my eyes and said 'A short drop and a sudden stop.' He laughed a man behind him imitated being hung. I gasped in horror. The proceeded to drag me away.
'You cant do this.' I struggled, 'This is against human rights. You cant do this.' I screamed.
'I'm afraid we can miss we work for the East Indian Trading Company, we can do what we like to whores like you.' They all laughed as they approached a cell one guard opened it. They threw me in and my head hit the wall, hard. I felt blood seep from my skull, I saw a figure approach through clouded vision, Then nothing but darkness.