Enough.
Chapter 5
Finally, the door was pulled open once more. I was ready this time. I had a rock in my hand, the rope binding my wrists together clutched on my hands, blood smeared all over my face, and a determined face on. I was hunched over in the corner of the room, holding my tools, and the door creaked open. The man, or who I thought was the man, started towards the corner. But when he came closer, a different face. I immediatly shrunk back when I saw he had a white cloth in his hand.
"Come hhheeeeerrrrreee little girl," the man's voice was raspy, definetly not the man who took me. 
"Leave me alone!" I screamed, brandishing the rock like a sword. His hand came towards my face, holding the white cloth, and I bit down on his arm as hard as I could. He screamed out, giving me enough time to form a plan. When he came at me again, he smacked the cloth over my face. I didn't breathe a single breath, but then relaxed after a few seconds, leaving him to think I was unconcious. I heard him laugh, dropping me on the ground. I kept my eyes shut, unmoving. He layed me down on the ground, flat out, and when he tried to unzip my jeans, I curved my leg around his neck and twisted. He screamed, but the sudden noise was cut off by a sickening crack. I slowly pulled my leg away, and he thumped onto the ground. His eyes were empty; surely dead. I shuddered, thinking what he would have done to me if I had let him live. 
I groaned and looked up the staircase. He had foolishly left the door open.
 

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