Tw: Mention of rape and attempted rape
How could she forget? How could she have ever forgotten? The horrible days she spent in the dungeon and the things she had experienced. And now—
She was trapped. Again.
She could feel his body pressing against her, the smell of sweat and alcohol invading her senses. His hands on her neck.
Her fingers trembled, her body frozen.
She couldn't fight back... No... No...
Her eyes jerked open.
No. No. No.
Her eyes flew open.
She wasn't in the dungeon.
But she wasn't safe either.
Cameras surrounded her, their red lights blinking in the dark like the eyes of vultures waiting for her to break.
A man was on top of her, grinning.
The sharp scent of sweat and cheap cologne clogged her senses.
No, no, no—
Her entire body locked in terror. Her heart pounded against her ribs like it was trying to escape.
"No—DON'T—!" Not again.
She screeched, thrashing wildly, her nails clawing at whatever she could, trying to escape from his grip.
