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Flashbacks harrowed through her mind, inescapable. She lay in bed, feeling weighed down, unable to move. She remembered the first memory she had of being with him.

“I know you’re probably scared. I would be too if someone had just taken me someplace I was unfamiliar with.” Dave said.

“Don’t worry Eva. You will be fine so long as you listen. If you don’t listen, I will hurt you.”

“Why are you doing this?” She questioned.

A rope held her arms and body tightly against a pole that seemed to be cemented to the ground. She had trouble figuring out where she was. It was dark, with a small flashlight providing just enough light for her to see the few feet in front of her. She couldn’t see his face, but she could hear every word he said, his voice echoed through the room. She thought she may be in a basement, but the ground was dirt covered and cold, and there was no indication of a home above. 

“Eva, you’re perfect for me. You fit everything I’ve been looking for. I thought I had it right in the past but I was wrong. It’s you!” He laughed.

Eva did not share his humor.

“Now, please know these next few days are going to be tough for you. I need you to know how bad the hurt will be if you don’t listen, this way you don’t do anything stupid. You will follow every direction I give you, without hesitation.”

“And if I say no?” She asked, anger building up inside her. 

A loud zap rang through the air and the electricity pulsed through her body, causing her to convulse violently against the pole.

“You won’t say no.” He said before the room went dark.

“See, I know where you are. I know the tears are welling in your eyes. I know you’re panicking, trying to figure out where you are and how to get out. You won’t get out. They’ll never find you. You’re mine.” The voice quieted.

Eva tried to see where he might be, but it was too dark. Her ears still ringing from the loud zapping noise from moments ago. Pain surged through her left arm, and she could feel the warmth of her blood racing down it.

“That was a paring knife. Does it hurt sweetheart?” The voice asked through the darkness.

He was close. She could feel his breath on her face.

“Yes,” she responded, not wanting to anger him.

“I know it hurts you, I don’t like hurting you. But I must if you don’t listen. This is what will happen.”

She felt his fingers on the open wound, wiping away the blood. Then, his fingers were in her mouth. She could taste the iron of the blood.

“Do you like how you taste? I do.” He questioned.

He pressed his lips against hers, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She kissed back, too scared to do anything else. He pulled away quickly, and she could hear him standing up and walking away. She was alone now, in the dark, with nowhere to go. She thought about her mom and brother, would they look for her? They didn’t talk often, but her mom would check up on her every two weeks or so. She wished she’d talked to them more, told them she loved them just one more time. She leaned up against the pole and went to sleep, exhausted from the terrifying moment that had just passed. She woke up, still unable to see anything around her.

“Hello?” She asked into the darkness. “Can anyone hear me?”

No response came.

“Dave? I have to use the bathroom!” She cried out feeling the ground with her shoes she couldn’t feel anything that might help her.

After about an hour she decided she had no choice but to go on herself. She felt dirty, sitting in her own urine. But what choice did she have? She was alone, in the dark, tied to a pole. No one knew where she was except for him. Time seemed to drag, and she had no clue how long she’d been there. She was starting to get hungry when she heard footsteps. She kept silent, afraid that she would get hurt again.

“Well, well, well. I see you’re still here. God, you stink! Did you urinate on yourself?” He asked. She could hear the anger in his voice. 

Fear rose through her, she struggled to find words. “I ASKED YOU A QUESTION EVA?!” He yelled.

He was close to her face again. “Y-yes… I didn’t know what else to do.” She responded.

“You disgust me! Take off your pants!” He yelled.

She couldn’t take them off on her own. 

“Ahh, don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll help you out. I wasn’t expecting to get this far this soon, but you leave me no option.” He sounded pleased.

She felt his hands above her waistline and pulled away. He grasped her face, squeezing hard, “don’t you fucking pull away from me. Remember what happened last time?”

“I’m going to clean you up now,” Dave said.

She felt a cold cloth on her body as he began cleaning her. What a sick man…there’s no use in fighting. She thought. 

“I have everything to keep you safe here. You can’t see it, but I can. There is food, water, soap, and even some furniture. If you behave, you’ll gain privileges. I have to make sure you’re not going to run away. You’re mine, I have to make sure you know it too.” He explained to her.

“Dave… why are you doing this to me?” Eva asked, afraid of what consequences the question may bring.

“I suppose I’ll have to open up a little if we’re going to make this work.” He sighed, “you look like my little sister Hannah. I loved Hannah. We grew up in a bunch of different foster homes. Our parents did drugs, and my dad was very abusive. Some foster parents were good, but I always was getting into trouble, and they couldn’t handle it so they’d move Hannah and me on to the next family. I was a few years older than Hannah, so I learned all about sex earlier than she did. I wanted no one to teach Hannah about sex or touch her. I wanted her to be pure for the right man. So I decided that if anyone would teach her, it should be me. I told her we had to keep it a secret, and boy did we have fun. I’d take her out to our foster parents’ car when they were sleeping, and I’d have my way with her. She was too young to know better, and it felt so good! My foster parents found out, and they beat the crap out of me for it, and I got sent to a new home. I snuck out of there one night and made my way to Hannah’s bedroom. If I couldn’t have her, no one could. I asked her if she’d run away with me and she said no, so I tried to force her. That didn’t work either. I had an old knife in my pocket, so I stabbed her over and over again. Then I went into her parents’ room and stabbed them too. I loved hearing the mom scream as she bled to death. I wasn’t a stupid kid though, I put on gloves and everything, and when I was done, I went back to my new home and slept. I chucked all the stuff I used to kill them in a dumpster a few miles away from the house. They never found out it was me, Eva! I did real good!! So I’ve been searching for a new Hannah ever since. Nobody looks like her as much as you do. It’s taken me twenty years to find you! Now you’re mine.”

Eva was petrified now. Dave wasn’t some crazy guy who kidnapped her, he was insane. He’d killed his family and had sex with his sister so nobody else could. There was definitely more than a screw loose up there. She had to figure out a way to get away from this man. She had to come up with a plan. Then it struck her, do what he wants, get him to trust you, and then find a way to call for help or sneak out. She’d have to endure whatever came her way, but she knew she could do it. She’d stick with this plan for now.