Throughout the next few hours, I couldn't help but mull over the statistics in my head. Really, how many people get saved from the lair of a serial killer. If it was human trafficking, the odds were much worse, so I supposed I was in a better condition.
The day passed slowly and dully. My whole body hurt by the time my mind was clear. The drugs had probably flushed out of my system, but my body burned. Even my ears felt like they were burning.
Instead, I found Jade slumped in her seat. Her drugs had worked and she just slept, mildly twitching now and then but nothing apart from that.
Benny, though, remained alert. Like the drugs had no effect. There were two possible reasons for this. Either he was never given a drug, or he was so used to taking drugs that whatever these people were administering didn't have an effect on him.
