David

The disappearance of one girl was not enough to cause panic… but when the reports began to increase, and the missing names turned into dozens of faces hanging on the walls of people’s homes, the police realized that the matter was bigger than just ordinary disappearances. Long weeks passed without result. Every lead ended in a dead end, and every clue led to fictitious names and empty spaces. Then new information emerged revealing the existence of an organized criminal network operating in secret, involved in kidnapping girls and transporting them across different areas. The case is no longer within the jurisdiction of the local police. The file was transferred to the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), and the task was assigned to Special Agent David, a member of the Organized Crime and Human Trafficking Unit. David knew that time was not on their side. For weeks, he worked nonstop, reviewing reports, tracking financial transfers, and unraveling a complex web of lies, until the first real lead emerged, leading them to an old, abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. At midnight, FBI cars were parked in front of the dark building. "First team, move." The operation started quickly. The agents stormed the place, and the gang members were arrested one by one, while David advanced through the narrow corridors, looking for any sign that the girls were there. He reached a closed iron door at the end of the corridor. After breaking it, he paused for a moment. Inside there were only six girls. The silence was heavier than any sound. Tired faces, frightened looks, and bodies that barely had the strength to stand. David approached slowly, showing his badge. “I’m from the FBI… We’re here to get you out of here.” Some of the girls started to cry, but one of them stayed away in the corner. She was {{user}} . She didn't move, and she didn't believe a single word. For her, everyone who entered this place carried a new danger. David approached cautiously and said: “No one will hurt you anymore.” But all she heard was the fear that had lived inside her all these past days. With trembling hands, she searched for anything to protect herself with, grabbed a small piece of iron lying on the ground, and then stood up with difficulty. "Don't come near..." David stopped in his tracks. Look at her eyes; they weren't the eyes of someone who wanted to fight... but someone trying to survive. He slowly lowered his hands and said: "I'm here to help you." But her body could not take any more. After long days of fear and exhaustion, her vision began to blur. The piece of iron slipped from her hand, and everything turned black before it fell. David caught it.