Caught In The Act

CHAPTER SEVEN

Caught In The Act

Blair sat in a corner of the cell, her heart felt heavy with grief and despair. Tears streamed down her face as she thought about her friends who had been killed before her eyes. She wished she could turn back the hands of time and change what had happened, but it was too late. Her life had taken a drastic turn, and she was now trapped in a world she knew nothing about.

She felt like a prisoner in her own body, with no control over her life. Her mind was filled with endless questions about this new world she found herself in, and the people who ruled it. Would she ever see her family and friends again? Would she ever escape this prison and go back to her old life?

The pain in her heart was so intense that she could hardly bear it. She longed for someone to hold her and comfort her, but she was all alone in the cell. She tried to wipe away her tears, but they kept flowing, each one carrying a piece of her shattered dreams.

Blair felt like she had lost everything, and there was no hope for her in this world. She closed her eyes and tried to shut out the pain, but it lingered on, piercing through her soul like a sharp knife.

Blair's chest heaved as she tried to hold back the sobs that threatened to burst out of her. She felt so alone, so lost, and so scared. All she wanted was to go back to her own world, to the familiar comforts of her home and the people she loved. The thought of never seeing her family and friends again made her feel like her heart was being ripped apart.

She wished she could turn back the hands of time and make things right again, she wished there was a way out of the whole mess she had found herself in, she was so confused.

Blair shook her head, as she wished she had listened to her mom, she wouldn't have been in that condition, she wished she had listened when her mom told her not to go, she wouldn't have been in this situation, she wouldn't have been a prisoner in this world where she knew nothing about.

The night before, her birthday which her friends made preparation to celebrate it in the woods, Blair had told her mom about it and she warned her not to leave because she wasn't having a good feeling about it, but Blair didn't listen.

She thought it was probably the old people thing, and that she didn't want her to go out at night, she just wished she had listened to her mom and stayed back, she probably wouldn't be in this situation.

Her younger sister was going to come with her to the wood, but her mom didn't allow her, still because she wasn't feeling good about the whole idea, but Blair insisted that she had to leave, she couldn't afford to miss her own birthday.

She just wished she had listened to her mom, and she regretted ever stepping out of the house and into the woods that night, she wished she had just stayed back home watching movies or even go somewhere else but not the woods.

Now, everything had changed, she already lost everything. She had lost her friends, her world, her peace, and her freedom, now she was nothing but a mere slave who would have to clean up the mess others make.

Blair's heart felt heavy as she thought about her life before this, her family, her friends, her studies. She missed everything about her old life and she couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. She had never felt so alone and helpless in her entire life.

As she sat on the floor in the cell, she closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself back home, with her family and friends. She longed for their comfort and love, and the safety of her own world. Her pain was almost unbearable, and she wished she could just disappear and go back to where she belonged.

Blair couldn't help but think about her mom and her little family. Her dad had left them few years after her little sister was born. Now she was with her mom and her two other siblings.

She was the eldest and she just couldn't imagine the state her mom would be at that moment, she would have probably filed a missing report and they would have been looking for her. It saddens her that they would never find her, no matter how hard the cops look.

She was in another world, another realm. She was in the werewolves world.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She couldn't let herself give up, she had to find a way out of this place. She wiped her tears and looked around, trying to come up with a plan. She had to find a way out, she couldn't be weak at this moment, she had to be strong, for herself and for her family, she had to go back to them.

But as she looked at the cold stone walls of the cell and the barred door that kept her trapped, she couldn't help but feel hopeless. She was just a small, insignificant girl in a world filled with magic, power and different creatures. How could she possibly escape?

The more she thinks about it, the harder it seem for her to escape from this world, she knew it would be so hard, and might end up being the hardest thing she would ever do, but she just couldn't give you, she had to get strong.

She rested her head back on her lap and let out a quiet whimper. The pain and sadness inside her were overwhelming, and she didn't know how much longer she could bear it.

Blair's heart ached with a deep longing to be back in her own world, where things were familiar and made sense. She felt trapped, helpless and alone. Her tears fell down her face as she imagined her family and friends back in her world, wondering where she was and if she was okay. She felt like she had been taken away from everything she knew and loved, and now she was stuck in a strange and terrifying place.

Blair's pain was palpable, radiating through her body with each sob that escaped her lips. She wanted to scream and cry until she had no more tears left. She wished someone would come and rescue her, take her back to where she belonged, where she felt safe and loved. But she knew deep down that was unlikely to happen, and the thought of being trapped in this world forever made her feel even more helpless.

As she sat there in the dark and damp cell, she tried to hold onto a glimmer of hope that somehow, someway, she would find a way out of this nightmare and back to her own world. But right now, all she could do was cry and pray that someone would come to her rescue.

As she sat there, lost in her thoughts and unable to concentrate on whatever was going on, she felt lost and the chances of her returning was so thin, she doesn't think that she would ever get out of this world, and the more she thinks about it, the more the reality and fact kept dawning on her.

She would never return, she would never get the chance to be with her mom again, she would never see her siblings again, and her little sister who was so found of her, how was she going to cope?

Should she just run away? The thought of what would happen if she does that made her whole body shook. Blair remembered the big and scary scar of Liza's back, she remembered it was her punishment when she tried to escape.

Blair closed her eyes as her body shook in fear, she couldn't imagine herself going through such pain and agony just because she wants to escape and get away from this world, she couldn't imagine herself going through such torture, she wasn't so strong to take that, she would rather kill herself.

Liza was going to escape but she got to the portal and couldn't cross it, because only the werewolves have the opportunity and power to cross the portal and switch Between worlds.

Liza was caught while she was attempting to cross the portal, and for escaping she was punished. She was punished in a way no one would ever wished for. A metal knife was placed in a fire and then on her skin, Blair couldn't imagine that for herself.

The thought of her getting punished like that, or being taken to the execution ground to be executed made her crawl back into her shell and accept that there was no way out of this world.

Blair's friends had been watching her for a while and they saw that she wasn't in a good mood and they could sense the state of chaos which her mind was in.

"What do we do?" Liza asked.

Emily sighed as she stared at Blair, she knew that she was to be blamed for all that was going on with her, and she had also been there, everyone was once in Blair's shoes.

They found it difficult to adapt to the new world after they were brought into it forcefully, "I will just go and talk to her," Emily said and walked to Blair.

She sat beside her on the floor and pulled her into the warmth of he hug.

As Emily held Blair close, she could feel her friend's pain and desperation. She knew that it was impossible for Blair to return to her world, but she couldn't bring herself to tell her that. She rubbed Blair's back soothingly and whispered words of comfort, hoping that they would somehow ease her friend's pain. But none of that worked, it was as if Emily's words gave way to more tears for Blair, it keeps rolling down like a mighty downpour.

Blair continued to cry, her body shaking with sobs. She was so lost and alone in this strange world, and she didn't know how she was going to survive. All she wanted was to go back to her old life, to her family and friends, and forget that any of this had ever happened. Her friends were killed right in her own presence, she wanted to get justice for them but there was absolutely nothing she could do about it, her hands were tied and she couldn't do anything about it.

She wanted to go back home, back to where she belongs. Blair wanted to go back to her family, to her mom and her little siblings, she couldn't imagine what they would have had to go through since her disappearance, she just couldn't imagine it.

Her mom would be the one paying for every of her mistakes, she just couldn't imagine what state her mom would be in at that moment.

Emily held Blair close and rubbed her back gently, trying to comfort her. She knew exactly how Blair felt, as she had been in the same position herself when she first arrived in this world. But Emily had learned to adapt and survive, and she knew Blair would have to do the same.

Everyone who has been brought to the world forcefully has had to go through the same thing Blair was going through, but she would eventually have to adapt.

"It's going to be okay, Blair," Emily said softly. "I know it's tough, but we have to stay strong. We'll figure out a way to get out of here, but for now, we have to focus on surviving."

Blair looked up at Emily, her eyes red from crying. "How did you do it? How did you learn to live in this world?" she asked.

Emily took a deep breath and smiled at Blair. "It wasn't easy, but I had to let go of my old life and embrace this new one. I had to learn their ways and customs, and I had to make allies. We'll get through this together, Blair. You're not alone."

Emily held Blair tighter, trying to convey through her embrace that she was not alone, that they were all in this together. She silently promised to do everything in her power to help Blair and the other inmates find a way out of this place.

As their hands were wrapped around each other's body, the guards barged into the cell as before.

Blair's heart raced as the guards dragged her and the other inmates out of the cell. Her body trembled with fear as she couldn't understand what was happening. She felt like a trapped animal, with no escape from the danger that loomed before her.

Her eyes darted around, searching for a way out, but there was none. The fear made her stomach churn, and her hands shook as she clung tightly to Emily's hand. She was afraid of what would happen to them, and if they would ever get out alive. Blair's mind was filled with images of torture and death, and she struggled to keep her composure.

They had already gone out in the morning to work, and she believed that was their routine, she didn't know where they were taking them to again and what they might want from them this time. She was scared as she thought about the worst sceneries, she was scared of what they could want to do with them, but she tried to maintain her calm.

Blair looked around as they were dragged towards a place where she was yet to figure out.

She looked around searching for any information or clues that might help her in escaping, and that was when her ey eyes caught the beauty of the cell.

Blair's eyes widened in amazement as she looked around the castle. The architecture was unlike anything she had ever seen before. Whoever did it and designed the castle must be straight from heaven.

The castle was enormous and grand, towering high into the sky with numerous turrets and spires. Its walls were made of the finest stone and were adorned with intricate carvings and sculptures.The pillars that supported the roof were tall and majestic, with intricate designs etched into them. The floors were made of polished marble that shone like a mirror in the light.

The courtyard was expansive and beautifully landscaped, with lush gardens and fountains scattered throughout. A grand staircase led up to the main entrance, which was flanked by imposing statues of mythical creatures. The interior was just as magnificent, with ornate furnishings and decorations that hinted at a long and rich history. Blair couldn't help but feel awed by the sheer size and opulence of the castle, even though she was a prisoner within its walls.

Blair couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as she took in the beauty of the castle. She had never seen anything like it before. Despite her fear and uncertainty, she couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship that had gone into building such a magnificent structure. As the guards dragged her and others further through the hallway or the castle, Blair made a mental note of every detail she could remember, hoping that it would help her escape someday.

They finally got to their destination, the game ground. Blair and other slaves were assigned to their duties, they would have to work once again.

Blair felt humiliated and degraded, her spirit crushed by the realization of what her life had become. She had been used to a life of freedom, where she could do what she wanted and in any way that pleases her. She wasn't even allowed to do the dishes by her mom. Now, she was reduced to a mere slave, with no power or control over her own life.

The work was hard and exhausting, but she knew that she had to do it if she wanted to survive. She scrubbed the floors with all her might, trying to ignore the pain in her hands and knees. She looked around at the other slaves, who were all working diligently, their faces etched with exhaustion and despair.

As she worked, she began to notice the other slaves more closely. They were all from different walks of life, and yet they were all united in their misery. There were old and young, men and women, and even children. They all looked so defeated, so broken.

Blair felt a pang of guilt for feeling sorry for herself when there were others in the same situation. She tried to take comfort in the fact that they were all in this together, that they could support each other and perhaps find a way out of this nightmare.

Despite the hardships and the constant reminders of her captivity, Blair refused to give up hope. She knew that she had to be strong and keep fighting, no matter what. She was determined to survive and find a way back home. She knew someday, she would get a way out of the world.

As they worked, Blair felt uneasy and she decided to go use the toilet. She excuses herself and rushed towards the toilet.

Blair almost puked when she got to the toilet. She couldn't believe how dirty the toilet was. The smell was unbearable, and the sight of it made her stomach churn. Blair felt disgusted as she looked around the toilet. The walls were stained with urine and feces, and the stench was unbearable. She tried to hold her breath as she quickly scanned the area for a cleaner spot, but there was none. She couldn't believe she was in this position, having to use such an unsanitary place. She felt like crying but held it in as she left the toilet. She knew she had to find a way to cope with this new life, but she didn't know how.

She hesitated for a moment before finally deciding that there was no way she could use the toilet in that condition.

She stepped out of the toilet and looked around for another one, but there was none. She knew she couldn't go back to work without easing herself, but she couldn't bear the thought of using the dirty toilet.

She saw a bucket at the corner of the room, and an idea struck her. She grabbed the bucket and went outside to the woods just behind the toilet, where she could ease herself in privacy. She found a spot behind some bushes and squatted down, using the bucket to catch her waste.

As she finished, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and degraded. This was not the life she was used to, and she didn't know how much longer she could keep up with it.

As she was heading back to the game ground, she heard a sound coming the wood.

Blair stood still, listening to the sounds coming from the woods. She tried to convince herself that it was nothing and that she should just keep moving. But her curiosity got the better of her, and she slowly started walking towards the direction of the sound.

As she got closer, the sounds became clearer. It sounded like someone was in pain and then it turned to moans. She stopped, realizing what it could be and attempting to go back but there was also something else, something that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Blair finally arrived at the source of the sound, and her heart dropped. Blair was frozen as she watched the scene before her. She could see the same man who asked about her identity and the one Emily called the prince, with a female slave in a compromising position. They were kissing and touching each other intimately. Blair's heart was racing, she knew that if she was caught spying on them, the punishment would be severe.

She stood there for a few seconds, unsure of what to do, until the Prince noticed her.

"Who the hell are you!" He yelled and quickly pulled away from the slave and stood up, his eyes locking with Blair's. She could see the shock and fear in his eyes, he knew that Blair was not supposed to be there.

Blair quickly turned and ran back to the game ground, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Don't let her go Scot free!" She heard this as she ran and her heartbeat raced, she knew she was in a big mess.

She didn't know what to do with the information she had just stumbled upon. Should she tell someone? Who could she tell?

She knew that if she told anyone, the Prince would surely punish her severely. But if she kept quiet, she was scared she would be in danger, she knew that the prince would come after her.

Blair didn't know what to do, she was torn between keeping mute or telling everyone what she saw.