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Chapter 20: The Escape 2.

As we pushed open the metal door, a wave of despair washed over me, threatening to engulf me. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft whimpering of a woman, echoing off the cold, concrete walls. My heart sank as I took in the scene before me, the weight of Mrs. Sutton's suffering palpable in the air.
Mrs. Sutton, Emily's mom, sat on a narrow bed, her eyes wild with fear, her face etched with the lines of endless torment. She was stripped bare, her body exposed and vulnerable, a stark reminder of the horrors she must have endured. A chill ran down my spine as I realized the extent of her exploitation.
"Please..." she begged, her voice cracking, barely above a whisper. "Not again... Not again... Please, don't make me go through this again." Her words were laced with desperation, her voice trembling with each syllable.
She didn't recognize me, her mind consumed by terror, her eyes fixed on some unseen horror. I felt a pang of heartbreak, knowing what she had been through, the atrocities she had faced. My resolve strengthened, I knew we had to get her out.
"Mrs. Sutton," I whispered, trying to keep my voice gentle, soothing. "It's okay, we're here to help." But my words seemed to fall on deaf ears.
Alex's face twisted in anguish, his eyes reflecting the same horror I felt. "Oh God..." he muttered, his voice barely audible.
I nodded, my eyes locked on Mrs. Sutton. "We're here to help," I reassured, trying to penetrate the fog of fear surrounding her.
But Mrs. Sutton's panic only intensified, her body shaking uncontrollably. "No... no... please!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls.
Alex's eyes met mine, and I saw the understanding there. He nodded and turned away, his face set in determination.
"I'll find her something to wear," he said quietly, his voice laced with compassion.
As Alex left, I approached Mrs. Sutton cautiously, not wanting to startle her further. "Mrs. Sutton, it's me, David. Emily's cousin," I said softly, trying to break through the barrier of fear.
But she didn't respond. She just kept repeating the same phrase, over and over, her words a mantra of desperation.
"Not again... Not again..."
I knelt beside her, trying to offer some comfort, some semblance of safety. "You're safe now. We're here to help," I whispered, my hand on her shoulder.
Mrs. Sutton's eyes flashed towards me, filled with a desperate plea. "Get me out of here... please... Take me away from this place." Her voice cracked, her body trembling beneath my touch.
I nodded. "We will. I promise. We'll get you out, and you'll never have to come back."
As I spoke, Alex returned with a bundle of clothes, his face set in determination. "Here," he said quietly, handing me the clothes.
I helped Mrs. Sutton dress, trying to preserve her dignity, restoring some semblance of normalcy to her shattered world. She trembled beneath my touch, her body shaking with fear.
"It's okay," I whispered. "You're safe now. We've got you."
As we finished dressing her, Mrs. Sutton's gaze locked onto mine. For a moment, I saw a glimmer of recognition, a spark of hope.
"David?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Sutton. It's me."
Tears streamed down her face. "Emily... where's Emily?" Her voice cracked, her face contorting in anguish.
I smiled. "She's safe. Tom and Sarah are taking care of her. You'll see her soon."
Mrs. Sutton's face crumpled. "Thank God..." she sobbed, her body shaking with relief.
Alex stepped forward. "We need to get out of here. Now. We can't risk being caught." His voice was firm, urgent.
I nodded. "We'll get you out, Mrs. Sutton. I promise. We'll get you and Emily to safety."
With Alex's support, we guided Mrs. Sutton out of the room, leaving the horrors behind. The corridors seemed less daunting now, the exit beckoning like a lifeline. We walked swiftly, our footsteps echoing through the deserted corridors.
As we walked, Mrs. Sutton clung to me, her tears soaking into my shirt.
"Thank you, David... thank you..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
I held her close. "We're getting out of here, Mrs. Sutton. Together. You're safe now."
As we guided Mrs. Sutton through the corridors, the sudden eruption of gunshots outside sent a wave of panic crashing through our group. The loud cracks echoed through the hallways, making us freeze in terror. "What's happening?" Mrs. Sutton cried, her voice trembling with fear.
"Get down!" Alex yelled, pulling us towards the nearest wall. Tom and Sarah burst around the corner, their faces etched with urgency. "We've got to get out of here, now!" Tom shouted.
The other prisoners followed closely behind, their faces filled with fear. "Emily!" Mrs. Sutton exclaimed, spotting her daughter amidst the chaos. Emily broke free from Sarah's grasp, sprinting towards her mother.
"Mom!" she cried, flinging her arms around Mrs. Sutton's waist. Mrs. Sutton clutched Emily tightly, tears streaming down her face. "My baby... I've got you... We're going to get through this together." The gunshots intensified, bullets ricocheting off the walls outside.
We huddled together, desperate for cover. "We need to move!" Alex yelled. Tom nodded. "This way!" We scrambled to follow Tom, our group clustered together in fear. The corridors blurred together as we ran.
"In here!" Sarah shouted, pointing to a nearby door. We poured inside, slamming the door shut behind us. The room was cramped, but it offered temporary refuge. "Barricade the door!" Alex ordered.
Tom and I pushed a nearby table against the door, securing it. Mrs. Sutton clutched Emily tightly. "I'll never let you go again," she whispered. Emily's eyes shone with tears. "I was so scared, Mom."
Sarah checked the room for alternative exits. "We need to find another way out." Tom nodded. "There's got to be a back door or a window." As we caught our breath, the gunshots continued outside.
Our sanctuary was temporary. "We can't stay here," Alex said grimly. Mrs. Sutton's eyes locked onto mine. "What's happening? Who's shooting?" I took a deep breath. "We'll get through this. We just need to stay together."
The group fell silent, listening to the chaos outside. Our fate hung in the balance. Suddenly, the door creaked under the weight of pounding fists. "Let us in!" a voice shouted. Our hearts sank.
They'd found us. "We have to get out of here, now!" Tom exclaimed. Sarah nodded. "There's a window on the other side of the room." Alex moved swiftly, helping Tom and Sarah pry open the window.
As we prepared to escape, Mrs. Sutton's grip on Emily tightened. "I'm not leaving without my daughter," she declared. "We're not leaving without any of you," I reassured.
With the window open, we faced a new challenge: the unknown dangers outside. "Who's going first?" Sarah asked. Tom volunteered. "I'll go. I'll check the area." As Tom climbed out, the gunshots seemed to fade into the distance.
"Come on!" Tom whispered, beckoning us to follow. We climbed out into the unknown, our hearts pounding with anticipation. Would we make it out alive? Or would we be caught again? Only time would tell.

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