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1. The lady on the road
Scarlet's car hummed along the desolate road, its headlights piercing the darkness. That's when she spotted her, the old lady standing alone, seemingly lost. A wave of compassion washed over Scarlet, compelling her to pull over and offer assistance. Little did she know, the frail appearance concealed a sinister motive. The old lady's request seemed harmless at first, but soon Scarlet found herself trapped, drugged, and chained in a hidden basement. Her nightmare had just begun.
"2. Mom, who's that?"
Scarlet and Vincent were walking home from the park when they saw an old lady standing on the sidewalk. Vincent tugged at his mother's sleeve, his curious eyes fixed on the unfamiliar face. "Mom, who's that?" he asked innocently. Scarlet wasn't sure either, but being a journalist, her curiosity got the better of her. As they approached, the old lady's eyes sparkled with a strange mixture of innocence and darkness that made Scarlet shudder. Little did she know that this encounter would be the beginning of a nightmare she could never escape.
3.The Creek
Scarlet and Vincent trudged through the dense forest, their minds still haunted by the horrors of the basement. The sound of rushing water drew them closer to a meandering creek, a glimmer of hope in their darkest hour. Scarlet knelt at the water's edge, her tears blending with the stream's gentle flow. Vincent's innocent gaze met hers, filled with questions she couldn't muster the strength to answer. As they sat on the creek bank, their spirits sank deeper, the weight of their captivity ever-present.
4. Do or Die
Scarlet's heart pounded in her chest as she glanced around the dimly lit basement. The chains that bound her felt heavier with each passing moment. The old lady, Johnson, stood nearby, a wicked smile etched on her face. Scarlet could see the desperation in the eyes of the other captives, a mirror of her own fear. "Do as I say, or suffer the consequences," Johnson declared, her voice chilly and devoid of mercy. The tools and boards lay before them, a macabre invitation to build their own coffins. Scarlet couldn't bear the thought. But the alternative was even more terrifying.
5. Where did you go
Scarlet woke up in complete darkness, disoriented and disheartened. The chains around her wrists made her movements futile. Her mind raced, desperately seeking answers. Panic settled in as she realized she was alone, abandoned in this sinister basement. The cold, damp air whispered secrets, surrounding her with haunting silence. Where did the other women go? The realization hit her with full force – they had met a dreadful demise, becoming permanent residents of this makeshift graveyard. Scarlet's heart sank as she pondered her own fate in this merciless labyrinth.
- Author: Lil-M-M (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 28th, 2024 12:35
- Comment from author about the poem: I'm writing a book. And these are 5 out of 13 chapters. And the picture is what me and john have going on.Hes the one who called me a Whor3
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