The were squeals of horror from the other girls. But one girl didn’t look spooked at all. It was little Miss Black Eyes. Silently and deliberately she came over to the pallet next to Teya’s and lay on it, turning away from them all. Teya looked at the rigid muscles of her back. She was totally still. Not even the rise and fall of breath betrayed her. She was so composed and cool – nothing seemed to rattle her.
Some of the other girls were crying softly as they settled in to sleep. They were all in a strange place. It seemed all of them had been plucked from their families.
It was criminal. Who did these people think they were, k********g young girls? It was obviously some kind of cult group. Or a sick s****l thing. It was vile. What bad luck it was that she had stumbled in among them, ra
