Blood Moon Captive

that was dark, fi

ll, dank apartment in my rough neighborhood, nor was it the large department store

eaded and swayed. My shoulder was kn

a woman's

her voice spoke up. Again,

night sky beyond the little prison. Benches sat two feet off the dirty floor and were on three sides of the rectangular space. The fourth side, one of the ones that comprised th

m the mid-teens to early thirties, and their clothes were as different as their ages. Some wore jeans and shirts, others were clothed in dress

glanced down at my ankles and saw I was shackled. My wrists were likewise attached to one another, but a

re am I?" I a

d her voice as the one I'd angered. She had

saying that, Riley," a woman near her scolded h

I don't know any of you. All we've done

a bump. I tipped over and fell into the arms of the friendly woman. "

?'" I r

lly out of it, aren't you? Do

bably taking us somewhere where t

n case we need to help each other." She returned her attention to me and squeez

d and scrunched my eyes shut. "Amel

somewhere. It's been like that for a few h

ong, haggard faces of the

d. What is the last thing you

me up and offered to buy me one. He-" My eyes widened when I recalled what happened next.

back and looked at the young woman beside me. My right-side companion was small and thin with short hair and a shy face. I realized t

my shackles constrained me. I had to settle with

been bawling since she

You'd be crying your eyes out, too, if you were stolen

ueezed her arm. "What's

ar-streaked cheeks and a cute, but

's a pretty nam

cheeks and straightened a little. "T

t barf," Ril

en't that great at getting air

. I inspected the slats. They stood eight feet off the ground, and a thin screen

hrough there if the others gi

ted. "You'd better not be c

easts were too big for this escape. I was plump, and plump wouldn't get me out of this terrifying or

of the others might be able