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Ada rip as soh the property

“They’re going to hurt you” His whisper in ed me with cruel ease “But don’t break for them Pro” He sighed and pulled o, little lamb If it were only h I would regret it, even though it would kill me with a million tiny cuts”

I shivered as the truck eased me toward an even darker fate My voice was frozen in my throat, and I could barely process his words, much less respond

“I’ll be waiting” He kissedwithout s, and I later discovered, without hope Adarabbedinto this fresh hell

I’ve been here ever since No food No water, other than an errant splash every now and then fro—or o without water? Seee Maybe I did and then forgot

I try to sleep, to let this nightmare place fade

Drip

Each cold splash jolts me awake

Adam I see his face Different flashes each time consciousness slaht of the bonfire—the way his dark eyes drank me in and took far ht of hiainst my skin The hint of a man beneath the monster

Drip

But only a monster could have led me to thisother than what he is—the Prophet’s son I’ , little lah my ears, and I strain to see into the blackness around me But he’s not here

A screah the air, then dies Sounds of tor, then flitting away

My thoughts race and trip, then fall headlong into despair Flashes of rabbed before I was Susannah was trapped at the top of the fence, the barbed wire digging into her as she struggled But ot away And Chastity too She’d almost made it to the top when Adam found me and pulled me away from freedoht sputters out under the crushing weight of water

I drift on a never-ending sea, sleep just over the next wave But I can’t get there No uid ocean hushes ive it todarkness with the ever-present drops of water Who knew that soh sticks in ly worded letter to Heavenly Ministries about their torture tactics The chuckle turns into a cry, but I can’t tell if the wetness in my eyes is tears or the drip, drip, drip