Mina
The gown… It wasn’t flattering in the slightest, hanging loosely and scratching against my skin as I slipped it on.
The woman gave me a once-over, her lips pressing into a thin line. "That’ll have to do," she muttered again like a broken record. "Now move it."
Before I could process anything further, her hand gripped my arm, dragging me toward the door. We took a sharp corner and I swore to myself that the pit was a maze I would never understand.
No matter how well I thought I knew the place, the guards were better at destroying our last memories and replacing them with new ones…then destroying them again.
It was an endless circle.
It took a while but we got to the corridors where the girls dressed up before going on the strippers stage. I already knew this wasn't going to e
