Sobbing quietly, Maya sat on the floor, curled up against the wall. She could feel her wrists getting sore from the shackles. She could hardly see in the mostly dark empty room. She felt her body weakening from the lack of food and water. She barely had the strength to stand up straight. Her hair was unkempt and her lips were dried.
From where she sat, she could hear voices and heavy sounds from above. She didn't know what it was or what was happening. It sounded like a serious fight was taking place above. Her curiosity was getting the better of her. She forced herself up from the floor and walked closer to the door which was bolted shut from the outside.
Getting to the door she could hear heavy footsteps fast approaching. She moved back from the door not knowing who it was but as it
