The Devil Within
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The Devil Within
In a cellar deep underneath the home of Diego Rojas, a young woman lay on a table, unconscious. When she opened her eyes, her head hurt. She could see nothing in the pitch blackness. The air was heavy and the table cold. She was disoriented and groggy, like one awaking from a drugged stupor. At first, she was calm; the drugs still coursed through her system.
She tried to move but her limbs did not seem able. She dozed off for what seemed like only a moment, but when she finally awakened everything felt different.
The drugs had left her body, and she discovered her hands and feet were lashed. Her breathing accelerated in earnest. She began to scream but found her mouth taped shut.
Just outside the room she heard muffled voices.
“Where is this one from?” a deep voice said.
“The homeland, Signor Rojas, as instructed. Villa de Leyva, to be precise. She has been prepared according to your instructions.”
The cellar door swung open and light cast into the room, illuminating the table where the woman lay.
Rojas stopped and his eyes flared.
Only then did the girl realize she was completely nude. She began to thrash and scream but to no avail.
A sickening grin peeled across Rojas’s face. “Ah, yes. Villa de Leyva,” he said with a distant gaze, “just north of Bogotá. The women there are beautiful.” He walked into the room and closed the door. As it slammed shut, the room again descended into blackness. “We will get to know one another quite well.”
The girl thrashed at her bindings.
His eyes widened further and his words sliced the air. “Yes, we will get to know one another quite well.”
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