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found the slight bulge still there, telling me that the potion was still intact. It had only been a day since I last took the potion; at least I thought it’d only been a day. There was no telling how long I’d been passed out. There were no windows where I was to give me hints about the time of day, but even so, I could have been asleep for quite a long time.

I had maybe seven days until I needed it again, but I needed to time things out perfectly if I were going to escape. Deciding to get rid of the potion and let the magic return in it’s own time, hoping that my magic, even being messed up would help me escape, I began to reach into the pocket but stopped suddenly when I heard the knob turn on the door that led down to the basement dungeon.

Two sets of footsteps clomped down the stairs in a rough cadance and I moved myself over to the back of the cell, pulling myself up to sit. I didn’t want to let on how weakened I was, so I did my best to school my worn out features.

As I sat up, I got a better look around the room. The back of the cell was more solid concrete while the front and sides were made up of strong metal bars, with about a three inch space between each bar. There were several cells all lined up, much like we’d found in the detention facilities, but from what I could tell I was the only person down there. That was, until my two visitors showed up.

They both walked across the floor with such confidence, such bravado. I wanted to throw up in my mouth, especially the way they leered at me. One of them looked as though he wanted to stomp me into the ground while the other took in my expanse of skin. His eyes slowly moved over me in a sleazy way and I considered ripping them out of their sockets.

“Look who’s finally awake,” the second one said, his mouth pulled up in what was supposed to be an appealing smile. “Our boss has been waiting for you, sweet thang.”

I curled my lip at his tone and awful term of endearment and sat myself up straighter, but he didn’t seem to notice. He just kept looking at me as if I would appreciate how slimy he was.

“And who is your boss?” I asked, wanting to get to the matter at hand.

“I think you know who,” the first one remarked, looking down the end of his nose at me. He took a couple of sniffs and turned away disgustingly.

“No, I don’t know who. Why don’t you tell me?” Tilting my head to the side, I couldn’t help but challenge the two idiots. I mean, I had a pretty good idea who the ‘boss’ was, but the fact of the matter was, I was missing a lot. They may know more than me in that situation, but that didn’t mean they were smarter. By far.

The first guy flared his nostrils and put his hand on the lock of the cell door, opening it with magic then rushed inside.

“Don’t play coy. It doesn’t suit a freak like you,” he growled and roughly grabbed me by the arm. “Kenny, get over here!” he called out to the other man and they both had a hold of each of my arms and began pulling me from the cell.

No matter how much I wanted to appear strong, my legs wouldn’t cooperate and they practically dragged me toward the stairs.

“Move!” the first guard yelled in my face when he realized that he would have to take a good bit of my weight.

“I’ll take her,” the other one said and threw my left arm around his shoulder so that he could grab onto my side and lift me up.

We got up a few of the stairs that way when his hand began to ride higher and higher until he was grazing my right breast with his fingers.

“Watch it!!” I shouted and smacked him across the face, making us stumble down a few of the steps.

Once he got his footing again, the first guard reared back and elbowed me in the face, making me see stars and I tasted blood that dripped from my nose. Even though it was blood I was hungry for, my own didn’t sate my needs. I reached up and wiped it away looking dead at the pompous asshole.

“Hit me again, and I’ll kill you,” I told him, then looked to the one who still had a hold on me. “And if you touch me like that again, I’ll cut off your balls and feed them to you before I kill you.”

“Bitch, you should feel flattered.” he muttered and began hauling me back up the stairs.

The first guard rolled his eyes and continued to lead us to the door that led us out of the dungeon.

Chapter Seventeen

The first thing I noticed was the sun had gone down. It was pitch black outside, leaving the hall we were walking through dull and muted. My feet barely touched the floor as I was carried by the two a-holes to see their boss.

We turned a corner and arrived at a solid wooden door that was different from all the other ones in the hall, as if the person who resided behind it was special. The first guy lightly knocked and took a step back as we waited for whoever was on the other side to let us in.

“Enter,” a muffled voice yelled and douche number one turned the knob, letting us in.

My eyes didn’t flit around the room to try and take it all in. No, they went straight to the man, the “boss” sitting behind the desk. He was leaning over, his cheek held by his left hand in a nonchalant manner, as if kidnapping someone was an everyday thing.

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