I know that chapter wasn't so long, but I am trying to make them longer. That was why I posted four at a time. I am almost done the fifth one, which should be up by tomorrow. The action should also pick up too. It's kind of dull in some parts but they are kind of filler parts. I don't really like filler chapters so I will try to make the chapters pretty interesting.

Hope you enjoy the story!

Adam's POV

"I want to get out! Let me out!" Jenna screamed.

"Jesus Jenna. Don't get yourself killed. Last thing we need is another body stinking this place up. It took forever to vent out this room." Imogen whined. I snorted. It was actually pretty funny. Jenna usually flipped out daily. It was as if she felt like she was the only one who wanted out. We all did. We just had given up by now.

"Let me out of here! I need to get out!" She ignored Imogen and continued to yell.

"Shut up Jenna! Or you'll get us all killed!" Holly J sneered. No one wanted to be here. We were all forced here.

"Help! Please! Someone!" Jenna continued. Someone needed to knock her out again. She would end up getting us all killed.

The door swung open and I jolted upright. I had been sitting in the back corner of the bland room. I was ready to fight. Expecting one of the many 'guards' that walked these halls.

"Will you shut up? After everything you've been through, you still scream at the top of your lungs? Damn chicks these days." Eli entered shaking his head. Eli headed straight for me, as Jenna slouched into the area she was in before. "They'll be the damn death of us." I slid back into my sitting position again. Eli wasn't a threat. Unless you pissed him off, but then that's your own damn fault.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

"Almost midnight. Heard they took another girl. She apparently put up a good fight. Wouldn't be surprised if she's dead before dawn like the last one." He replied sliding down the wall beside me.

"Do you think they'll throw her in here with us? Or just dump her body somewhere?" I asked. I really didn't want another dead body in here. Yes it's sad but at least she wouldn't have to deal with the torture we go through every day. Plus what Imogen said was the truth. No one wanted the dead body smell again. It took them two weeks to get rid of the body. Months to get rid of the smell.

"If she's dead, let's hope dumped. Otherwise, in here." He sighed. I knew he was right. They usually threw them in here with us. Dead or alive. Sometimes when someone is definitely dead they don't even bother transporting them here, but that's rare.

"What about placements tonight? Whose turn is it?" I asked.

"Fiona and Chantay's." He stated. Everyone dreaded the placements.

"Great. That means we get to hear Jenna all night long." I groaned.

"Unfortunately." He smirked.

"So when do you think this girl will make her grand entrance?" I asked, changing the subject.

No one really could think about Jenna for too long. I don't usually flat out swear but Jenna is a slutty dumb bitch, and Eli is right. She'll be the death of us. The other girls were decent, but Jenna is literally sleeping with the enemy. She does this willingly because she finds it some sort of sick foreplay. Her exact words were; 'It's better to make the best of the fucking you get, because who knows how ugly the next one will be.' She literally chants that. It's like her motto, and she sure fucking lives by it.

"Soon. I'd assume. They were already heading back, when I found out." He exhaled. He didn't like more people entering this situation any more than I did. We all didn't want more people, because of two reasons. One was, the fact, that this room was a tiny shit hole; and two was that we didn't want another liability to get us killed. Jenna was enough. "I—" He cut off.

There was a high-pitched scream coming from outside the door. The door swung open and four guards were holding this girl down. She was battered and bloody, but continued to fight. Usually they didn't come in this way. Usually they were knocked out and stayed that way for many hours afterwards. We would all just stare at the body to make sure it was breathing. If they fought back, they were usually killed. It was surprising to know she hadn't been.

"Get in there, you fucking bitch!" One of the guards called. None of us ever cared to learn their names.

"No! Let me go!" The girl screamed, kicking towards one of the guys. He grunted in pain but didn't loosen his grip. It was a good show. Considering we all stare at walls 90% of the time.

"You fucking slut!" The guard, who was kicked, growled. He reached behind him, grabbing something off of his belt.

When his hands came back around, they were wielding a knife. I jumped up, heading towards the door. I could hear Eli's footsteps behind me. I didn't really want to get into the middle of this, but I didn't want this girl getting killed because I didn't do something. Eli just wouldn't let me do it alone. We halted near the doorway, watching the altercation. When the girl saw the knife, she stopped fighting. She started trembling, and I felt bad. No one deserved this. Even if I have lost sympathy for most things now, I still felt bad for the newcomers. She seemed especially vulnerable, compared to us, so I felt even worse for her.

"Oh. So you don't like it when the tables are turned. Do you?" The girl shakily stared back at the man. She was bold. No one ignored a guard and got away with it. No one took a breath without a consequence, so she would probably be punished later. "Dumb whore." He sighed. "She's not worth the effort. She's your problem now." He tossed her in my direction, as she stumbled into me. They slammed the door shut, as I steadied her.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. I noticed Eli had gone back to his spot. Fair enough. He didn't like getting involved with many of us anyways. I was surprised he talked to me.

"No." She muttered. "No. I'm not." I guess she was in for a rude awakening.