Elizabeth sat on the cold floor of the small room, her hands trembling as she hugged her knees to her chest. It had been days- weeks maybe? Time had lost its meaning in this place. Her only company was the ticking of her own thoughts, bouncing around the walls of her mind. She had waited, hoping that somehow her family would find her, and would come to save her like they had before. But no one came.
The door creaked open, and her heart raced involuntarily. She hated that her body still reacted like that- as if she still believed someone was coming for her. But it wasn't her brothers, or her father. It was him- the man behind the mask. The one who had taken her, broken her life apart piece by piece, and now stood over her with that cruel, sickening smile.
"I told you," he said, his
