I'm Home [Part Two]

Hey Friends,

When I woke up, I was in a completely dark room. There was the smell of moisture, like I was underground or in a basement of some kind. I heard dripping water and the concrete was so cold--and the room was so cold--that my body was numb. I felt my legs--they were bare. My dress had been torn so I was left naked except for a swatch of fabric over my breasts. I felt my feet--my heels were still on, but one of the heels had broken off. I touched my face--it was freshly bruised and my left eye had closed again. I had been beaten again.

The pain in my crotch told me I'd be raped as well. God, I wished for some clothes and some heat...it was horrible.

Thankfully, it didn't last too long. The door opened and a man came in and pulled me to my feet. I was dragged, stumbling, into a warm, bright hallway. The man was wearing a ski mask, so I couldn't tell what he looked like. He was dressed all in black and was tall and muscular. His hands were huge, leather-clad and tightly gripping my arm.

I was thrown into a shower, a huge room with about thirty other women. I looked around through the steam and realized that every one of these women was connected to Cain somehow. They'd all fallen for the charm and had probably all been sucked in by the power and the money. He sure knew how to sweet a gal off her feet, but look where it had gotten all of us. We were being held captive and only God knows what plans he had for us.

I felt I would find out soon enough.

I showered and as I was rinsing my hair, the water stopped and the door opened. We were herded into a locker room, given towels and a fresh change of clothes. They were like hospital scrubs, cheap material and they were all green. Once dressed, we were herded again into what looked like a cell block in a prison. There were at least 100 cells on three levels and a common area in the middle of the ground floor. We were locked inside and there were several men in black stationed at different points, watching us.

It was while I was looking around, confused, that Shonda found me. She screamed and hugged me. "Trasha, you're here! You came for us--you came to save us!"

I pushed her off. "Enough! God, get off me. What the hell is going on here--what are we up against?"

She looked around, frightened. "Let's go back to my cell and talk. We can't risk them overhearing."

[To Be Continued]

Love,

Trasha