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Episode 60

Author: Ataima K
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-18 23:11:20

Dare

The place was supposed to be a safe house. That’s what I thought. That’s what I told myself. But the second I stepped inside, I knew how wrong I was.

The first floor was a graveyard of forgotten lives. Rows of bunk beds lined what should have been regular rooms. But these weren’t rooms. They were cells—numbered, organized, impersonal.

On the floor were scraps of what had been left behind—dresses, shoes, jewelry, and even torn underwear. My jaw clenched at the sight. This wasn’t a place of safety. This was a trafficking ring.

I made my way to the second floor, repulsed by everything, my heart pounding in my chest. The large office here was different. It had power—or at least it used to. The walls were covered in broken monitors, the static flickering faintly on some, while others displayed grainy images of what used to be cells.

Girls.

The footage wasn’t clear, but the message was. Women, trapped, pacing like caged animals. Watched. Controlled. I stared at the screens, my fists ti
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