I pushed at him, gaining only inches between us. I turned my head away to the light at the end of the hall, to the next hall where I needed to run. I would have run out of my skin if I could; I no longer wanted it. His hands, hard hands that moved all over me, had ruined it. Bile puddled in my mouth, gagging me. I couldn"t get out from between him and the wall.
The light flickered. A shadow appeared. Then, a person. Anja!
I saw her silhouette in the light, her thin form rushing past with a large empty tray in her hands. I saw her step back quick; she"d seen something. It stopped her. I reached a hand out.
Herbert grabbed my head and turned it back, wrenching my neck as he crushed his mouth on mine once more. I tried to call out to Anja, to anyone, but it came out muffled. It sounded lik
