Alice slowly comes to but her head is foggy as she slowly opens her eyes. She was in a room. A bed room by the looks off it. But instead of on the bed, she was in a big cage in the corner of the room, just enough for her to lay down, but not stretched out, and just tall enough to let her sit up. She slowly sits up and groans holding her head. She felt a draft and gasped to see that she was just in a big hoody, her clothes gone. The hoodie was a guys, and it smelled of one too. The cage was locked and she cries out.
"Hello? Is anyone there? Hello?" she calls and rattles the cage. This looked like a guys room. Bluish things, nothing girly, but nothing immature. Books lay out on shelves, a desk, bed, and.... a window! But the blinds were shut and it looked dark.
Alice hugged her legs to her chest and buried her face in them. "Oh God, please help me." she pleads softly, and the door opens.
Ginger-
"Another girl found dead. Starved and beaten." Agent Ginger Harris thinks and sighs sadly. They had found Florence Gore yesterday, just dumped on the side of a deserted road. Three other girls had been found, within exactly one month of each other. No sexual assault, just bruises and internal bleeding, their stomachs empty. Now another girl was found missing. Who was doing this, and why?
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