I had been working in a convenience store when they found me. It was late one night when an attractive young man came in. He charmed me with a smile and we began to chat.

"I don't think we've met. Are you from around here?" He asked with a stunning smile.

"No. I just moved here from out of town."

"Where are you staying?"

I hesitated.

"I see. I hope you find a place soon. If you don't mind me asking, how late do they have you working here?"

"We close at three, so if I'm lucky I'll be out of here around three thirty."

"Must worry your family, you being here so late all alone."

"I don't talk to my family often."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm John." He held out his hand.

"Hinata I replied accepting.

"I know this might seem weird to ask, but would you like to stay at my place tonight? You can sleep in the couch. There's just a big storm coming and I would hate to think of you out in it all alone."

I hesitated.

"Come one I promise I won't try anything."

I sighed, knowing how bad this storm could be. "Fine but only for tonight."

"Perfect!"

Later that evening I climbed into the passenger seat of his nondescript black car and we sped off down the road.

"There's water in the glove box if you're thirsty." He offered.

"Thank you. That's very kind" I took one of the plastic bottles out and drank deeply.

I was so exhausted I soon found myself drifting off. I could feel zipties binding my hands and feet. Something was in my mouth, acting as a gag. In the distance I heard a conversation in the distance.

"We said five."

"We said five for blonds. This one isn't a blond."

"But she has unique eyes and a lovely shape. Nice and skinny."

"That just means I need to sell her quicker. One."

"One! Thats nothing!"

"Take it and go."

"No deal."

I heard a loud banging as I fell back into darkness.

Next thing I knew, I was waking up in an unfamiliar room. Cautiously, I slipped off of the plastic covered mattress, covering my nude body with the thread bear blanket. I walked closer to the only thing of note in the room, a large metal door with no handle nor any method of opening it. I don't think I was supposed to.

I took a sweeping look around the room. The walls, ceiling, and floor were all plain concrete. In some spots were strange red stains. My horror mounted. The door swung open and in strolled a man. He was a large piece of human muscle, covered in dark hair with a camera under his arm.

"Drop the blanket and smile for the camera," he ordered.

"Who are you? Where am I?" I whimpered desperately.

"I said, drop the blanket."

I shrunk against the wall.

"Drop the blanket and I won't hit you when we're done.

I let put a whimper and the blanket fell. I kept my eyes locked on the ground and covered what I could of myself with my hands.

"Show the men what they're paying for," he wrenched my hands away from my body.

I swiftly returned them to their place.

"Behave, or I will get the boss in here and he will hold you down. Think of the buyers that will attract."

Trembling, I let him do as he wished still trying to ignore the flash of the camera.

After that, I was left unattended for an unknown amount of time. I was fed only enough to keep me alive. A part of me, that grew with every passing day, wanted to die. I went through times when I would stop eating, but the pain was too much after a few days.

I was on one of my hunger strikes when the man who held me down returned for me.

"Time to go girly." He held a syringe in one hand and reached for me with the other.

'No!" I cried, darting under his arm. I bolted for the cracked door.

I made it to the other side, but a second man grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall, knocking the air from my lungs.

"You still have some fight in you." the first man grinned, holding the needle in front of my face. "Good. Someone is going to have fun with you."

I did my best to struggle as he wrenched my head to the side. I whimpered out a final plea as he stabbed the needle in my jugular.