Warning: The chapter contains violence
Olivia
My captors were merciless beasts, and there was only one way to survive. Cooperate with them, search for an opportunity and make a run.
I was doing exactly that! Besides using my body, sometimes they used me as a serving maid. I bid my time. Watched and carefully observed my captor's routines and activities. Last week, they were agitated for some reason. A bunch of them passed by my cell, talking quietly about a raid they were planning.
We were barely fed, perhaps, deliberately. Probably to control us, or my captors were simply sadists, who enjoyed starving us to death. Despite little food, I noticed that my strength had increased, my eyesight had improved immensely as well. I could see clearly in a dark cell, and my hearing was so sensiti
