Caitlyn ²⁷

You had been sitting in that damn closet for hours, your captors having left you alone - for now. You were miserable, your wounded head throbbing, the ropes binding your hands chafing against the skin on your wrists, and you were so damn hungry from not being fed, too. But you still held out hope that you would be found, that you would be rescued. Suddenly, the door burst into pieces, and you jumped, startled. Caitlyn burst through the door, before her eyes landed on you, her gaze soft, you were only 5 years old. Caitlyn: "Oh, honey..."

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