It was dark. The coldness of the place she was now in was unbearable, but she had to fight with her own body in order to keep herself awake. She tried to feel where she was. The floor was made out of stone and was moist. Judging from the temperature the walls were no different.
She was tied up and the hood was still on her head.
Her ears heard some steps approaching and she stopped trying to untie herself.
There were more than one person, they were at least four of them and the sound of them coming closer got stronger with every step they made.
At some point they were no longer walking and Sarah now knew that they stayed right next to her. She even felt the breath of one of them crawling on her neck.
The hood was taken off, but not in a gentle way, but by pulling it up, taking a few hairs with itself and leaving the rest of the hair in shaggy condition.
Sarah could now clearly see what she was surrounded by. The scenery was exactly the way she imagined it – stone floor and walls covered in moist and a few small windows near the sealing from which little light was coming into the room. It was gloomy, but her eyes still managed to recognize the faces of those around her.
Her father was right in front of her and her mother was standing just a step behind him. The other two she didn't know, but there was no wonder they were working for her dad. The one who was closer to her was probably the same person who had taken her hood off. He was tall and skinny, but not weak skinny, he was probably an athlete in his every day, but worked for Mr. Zlo in order to gain some money. The other one was quite short but had huge muscles and a dragon tattoo on his right arm.
- Why am I here?! – shouted Sarah and made another attempt to free herself.
- To pay for disobeying. – was the answer her father gave her.
Then he nodded to the shorter guy and he grabbed Sarah's hair and pulled it up.
- As my daughter you must know that I hate disobedient people! – Mr. Zlo continued – So why don't you reconsider my offer?
- I'm not coming back!
- You stupid child! – he then slapped her – How dare you have such attitude towards your own father?!
- Do whatever you want! I'm not scared!
He reached to slap her once again but then Mrs. Zlo grabbed his hand in midair.
- Let her go. She is still a child. She doesn't know what is good for her.
- We had our deal and she broke it! – said he with anger in his voice and freed himself from the grip of his wife.
- I'll do everything just not that! – shouted Sarah and tears filled her eyes.
- Don't you ever dare cry again! – yelled Mr. Zlo and kicked his daughter in the stomach – Fine, I'm giving you some more time to think it over again and when I came back I want to hear a satisfactory answer, otherwise you will be a dead meat!
Then he went out without saying anything more and was followed by the other three.
Sarah was now left all alone in this room, which looked like a basement, suffering to get out. Her face and stomach were in pain, but it wasn't as big as the one she felt in her hands and legs from the constant tries to get free. They were now covered in her blood, some of which was soaked by the ropes and made them even harder to loosen.
She didn't have much time to escape and had to quickly think of a way out.