I don’t know how long it’s been since they called the rider from my phone, but it seems like forever. I’ve drank some water from the bucket and tired to clean the dried blood off of my face and arms. Sometimes I can hear all the guys laughing down the hall as if they’re having a big party. There’s been a few times that I feel like someone is watching me and when I look around a random guy will be staring at me through the window in the door. It’s never a sympathetic stare, it’s always very creepy they way they look at me. It makes my skin crawl. I’ve thought about the layout of this place. The door is locked from the outside, and when they come someone is always standing in the doorway to block it. I’m not sure I’m strong or fast enough to get past them.
It seems like the ring leader to
