Ruva dema…
Aug 9, 2017 · 2 min read

THE DEEP END

Joana stealthily crept into her room,not daring to alert anyone of her presence. Although she lived alone,she could feel someone was in there with her. As surely as she could feel her own body she felt the eerie presence. Repeating the hail Mary like a mantra, she slowly turned her head to face the threat right in the face. Just as she entered her bedroom,she felt a sharp pain radiate up her arm and realised she had been hit. Her screams died in her throat as she saw the eyes of the assailant just before an overwhelming darkness overcame her.

The next thing she remembered was waking up with dreadful lethargy. The dreamlike state immediately shattered by the foreign voices drifting from outside. Opening her eyes,she was surprised to find herself in a room with other girls,all of them in their underwear,tied by rope to bedposts. Closing her eyes she implored with the gods to let it be a bad dream.but alas,it was not.

Nervously she tried to pry herself free from the bonds but could not. Desperately she looked at the other girls.To her right sat a short brown eyed girl with freckles spotting her whole face. What struck her most was how drained she looked, her haunted eyes had no fire in them. Smiling weakly she spoke “Do not bother,the ropes are too strong.”

“Where are we?What is this place?”Joanna asked.Both questions were met with an empty stare and shrugging of shoulders.

Ruva dema…

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