The Girl
The young girl stood starring in horror as a long tentacle reached round the door. It reached out, smothering her in tar. She blacked out. When the girl came round she realised she was in a sparsely lighted room. It was completely empty apart from the chair she was bound to. There was no door, no entrance and no exit. Just a small boarded up window. Nothing could come in and nothing could escape, including her. She just sat chained to the chair in the middle of the room. She cried for help, nothing. Not even an echo.
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