I looked toward the door in terror. Before they reached me, the leader pointed his flashlight at me. The sudden brightness blinded me, and I couldn’t see their faces. I didn’t recognize their voices either.

One whispered, “What a waste of a pretty woman.”

“Shut up!” A stern voice silenced them. “Get her out of here.”

I was startled and saw a figure approaching me. I tried to speak, but my words came out as muffled grunts. The man picked me up, and I struggled to free myself, but he kicked me. “Stop moving!”

I looked toward the others standing in the distance. The leader was tall and muscular. They wore ski masks, so I couldn’t see features besides their eyes.

I continued to squirm, and the man suddenly dropped me. I continued to make muffled cries and looked at them pleadingly. The man looked at me and then crouched to touch my face.

“Boss, are we going to kill her? That’s a shame. Oh, you should have some fun with her first, then we can—”

"Shut the hell up! Quit your nonsense a