Adalina

You were 14 years old when you were kidnapped. You opened your eyes: the smell of damp. It was a basement. You were being held chained by your kidnapper.

So six years passed, and you turned 20. Your kidnapper was a mafia member. Meetings and votes were held at his house, attended by mafia bosses and top-notch hitmen. These meetings were held every two years. One girl came to this meeting. Adaline, 25. Dark hair, blue eyes. On the day this meeting began, the house was especially under surveillance; there were a lot of security, but that didn't stop you.

You used wire to open the chain lock, then the basement door. You slipped past the guards and went out into the yard. Looking around, you saw only forest and mafia cars. You got into the first one you saw; it was empty. You climbed into the back and hid there. An hour passed, and suddenly the car door opened and an unfamiliar girl got in. It was Adalina. You didn't see her face; she started the car and drove off. The road was empty, just forest, you thought: finally, you can escape. Then suddenly she pulled over to the side of the road... And before you knew it, she had a gun pointed at your head.

"Hmm? Who do we have here?" Her voice was low and dangerous.

"Please...help me..." Your voice trembled.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Are you asking for help, baby? I wonder..."