Chapter 2: Trapped

When I woke up I couldn't see anything but darkness "Chantelle are you in here" then someone with a deep voice "Shut the hell up" I managed to get the bag off my head.. then to my suprise I saw Chantelle but she wasn't in her tight red dress I last saw her in last night she was in a some kind of rags that would never suit her fashion or her in general. I tried to move to her but my Left ankle was channed up really tight I tried yelling again but the gaurd came in "I told you to shut the hell up im going to torture you now" I look at his face and he looked like a sociopath with a hint of worn out depression like he has to do this or he been here so long that he cant take the torture of us SCREAMING. "Im really going to enjoy this" he then took a long whip that I've only seen in movie, he then tore my dress up threw me against the wall and proceeded to whip ever part of my body. Chantelle slowly started to get her sences back and tried yelling but I mouth not to. I was guessing we where in there for a few hours cause it some how got darker within the the cells. I ask Chantelle what happened to here dress... " He took it off me and ... drugged me... I-I" Chantelle was sitting in the corner crying she could nearly get a single would out i wanted tk help her to bad " Chantelle give me you fork please" she look at me "W-Why" " Im going to pick the lock on my ankle" She looked at me with a worried look and hesitated to throw the fork. When I finally got the lock off the same guard from earlier came and to give us some what better clothes but he didn't get the chance to see that I got the lock off cause I put my ankle under my right thigh. Chantelle told me that they come in here for lunch around noon and clean up is about night "How do you know this?" I've been talking to some people"