Fear is Grey

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

The two young girls lying bound in the trunk could hear nothing, see nothing, to help them escape. They were cold and  terrified.

It was supposed to have been fun, going to a party with the two cool older guys who had picked them up. “Come with us, come on!” They never saw the third man behind them holding the syringe.  A prick, then nothing.

They should have listened. They should have stayed with a crowd of friends. Should never have gone with guys they didn’t know.

Too late for remorse. Too late.

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50 thoughts on “Fear is Grey

    1. Rochelle, this one really wrote itself. I was talking with a woman in my office yesterday who leads an effort in our area to rescue women from traffickers. Horrifying stuff.

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  1. You brought the first frightful horrors of trafficking very well, and i may, very scarily too. We, in India, too are beset with this problem and massive efforts are on to step this despicable practice. Very well crafted story, Linda.

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