FIFTY-SIX
Tied – Help – Pills – Chris
Perhaps I was so exhausted I fell asleep. Perhaps one of them knocked me unconscious. I went away to places in my head that were as far from the cold concrete as I could, so I don't remember. All I remember is every one of them making a point of telling me his name was Chris, with not a single voice matching the one they called Chris.
When I woke up, it was to something cold and wet touching my cheek, which now felt horribly bruised. The rest of my body felt worse – violated in every way. I'd force him to kill me before I let him r**e me again.
"What in hell are you doing this time?" I said tersely.
"Shh," came Chris's whispered reply. "They won't let me near you unless I... they want me to... so keep it down, please, so they don't hear us. I'm he
