Adelaide’s Point of View
I woke up in the dark, damp basement. My wrists were shackled by silver cuffs on chains. If I moved too much they would burn. It was the 29th of December and I’d been here for three days.
When I found Elena with Mable on Boxing Day I was so relieved. I’d been so panicked and I felt guilty for yet again accusing someone of something so awful. I took Mable and walked to the car park to find the others and let them know she was safe. I assumed Elena was following me but I felt pain in my head and the next thing I knew, I woke up in here. I’d tried to escape but there was just no way of escaping. I was prepared to burn my wrist off but every time the pain got too much, I would pass out, then wake up healed. It was incredibly frustrating.
Food and water had been p
