When they gave them the letter that day they thought that they could get their answers but turns out they wouldn't. The captors didn't make thier intentions clear . All they did was leave them to another place in blimd folds. They couldn't risk anything. They'd gotten used to it by now. But one thing they were sure of was that they were still in the country.
They didn't know why but there was still a small spark of hope in their hearts. They trusted that there'd be a loose end somewhere. They hoped that they would get out of here.
Their clothes were stuffed in a refuse bag in the corner of the tiny room they stayed in right now. They lied in eachother's arms vulnerable but they still had hope.
The other day they got the letter they thought they would be able to negotiate their way out of this but when they saw who they're captor was , they knew how impossible it was for them to get out of this. But they would atleast try.
