Third Person’s POV
Alyssa was dragged through the dark corners of the dungeon like a dirty rag. Her little mewls of pain falling on deaf ears. As her captor dragged her, she saw many women similar to herself in the jail cells, battered and afraid like her. She realized this was a bigger operation than she thought. She was stuck in a trafficking ring and her survival and chances of getting out were minimal.
Once again, she was thrown on a hard cold floor. This time, the area was darkly lit. the vibes were much more sinister and scarier than the previous show. The audience howled like hungry mutts as they saw the petite, naked female thrown on the ground.
Alyssa was in pain, so much agonising pain. She wished someone to kill her already and get over it already. Someone yanked
