I feel sick. Whatever they'd injected me with had a nasty lasting side effect and left a horrible taste in my mouth.
I was able to see the others now and my heart sank. They'd brought us to a house and locked us in a room chained together against the wall.
The smell of fear was heavy in the room. Someone had peed on themself and there was a scent of feces as well in the air.
The girls were all my age or younger, most of them looked to be no more than fourteen or fifteen. My mind reeled with all the implications of this.
I didn't know anyone here, but we all had one thing in common; dread. It was written on the faces of each and every one of us.
I looked around the room, no one was saying anything, but it wasn't hard to guess what they were thinking. I fought back the fear and tried to remain calm.