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Just a random impulse to write a story. To be honest, I have absolutely no idea how it will play out.

Prologue

*~Marie~*

Marie bolted upright and gasped in terror at what she had just experienced.  It was a nightmare.  But not just any ordinary nightmare, it was a vivid one; the same one she'd been having for weeks now.  She sat there silently on her bed mulling it over with the clock ticking softly in the background as the images played again in her head.  She could picture it as clear as day:

~*~

It started in a city alleyway, same as always.  The lighted streetlamp cast tall, dark shadows on the walls of the brick and mortar buildings.  Rats and alley cats scamper around on the trash bins and spread the garbage over the cracked pavement below.  Her perspective is that from a carboard box at the edge of a parking pad at the end of the alley.  She sees two men, clouded in their trench coats under the building's loading dock lamp but their fedoras hide their faces.  They say little as they enjoy the cigarettes they smoke.  Occasionally breaking the silence with an inconceivable murmur and another glance at their watches.  After a few moments, a third joins them and they begin to chat idly at first.  It then soon turns to raised voices like contained shouts but the third calms the other two down and motions them to stay as he moves out of the light.  The other two stand there and make a low mumbling that can't be heard only to grow silent at the third man's return with something struggling and moaning against him.  He shoves the struggling creature into the light and both the men nod impressed at his accomplishment but Marie couldn't look past the girl and her eyes looking back...

~*~

It was then she woke up.  She didn't recognize the girl nor her whereabouts but she knew something was horribly wrong.  Marie began to get up and get a bag of things impulsively.  She knew tonight wasn't like all the other nights.  She had to go out there.  If only she knew what awaited outside for her...

 

 

*~Alice~*

...Head swirling with thoughts and disorientation...
...memory...the shaded man...the ropes and gag...
...the laughter...
...the torture...
...the pain and consciousness...
...sound of money and smells of smoke...
...the girl in the box...the unknown girl...

The End

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