Ally
The sadistic torture never stops. I awoke in the middle of the night, hungry and thirsty. I dressed in a sundress I found in the closet. I silently opened the door and peaked my head out in the hallway. I had no idea what time it was. The bag and clothes I had when I left the club were missing, which meant I didn’t have my phone.
I didn’t see anyone in the hallway, so I plastered myself to the wall and quietly tiptoed my way to the stairs. I took the steps one at a time, my ears straining in the darkness. The only light in the surrounding area was coming in from the outside, either from the moon or ambient lighting coming from somewhere. I heard no other footsteps. Holding my breath as I hit the first floor, I crouched. I wanted it to at least look like I was crawling if som
