Past - 12

The door opened, and a guard walked in. Even though the incident of last time, he gave her a look of indifference.

"Get up."

She rose to her feet and kept her arms by her sides. When she was close enough, she planned to strike him.

"Today is your special day."

"What did that mean?"

"You're going to be auctioned today."

"What's the auction for?"

"It's where they sell the beauties. The others will go to the whorehouses. They'll spend the remainder of their lives drugged." While saying that he grinned like it was a fairy tale.

It disgusted her. She couldn't wait a moment longer, so she struck. The needle was injected in his neck, releasing the drug inside his body.

He reached for his gun, but she restrained his hands. In less than a few seconds his eyes became heavy, his mind became fuzzy and he became confused. He slowly fell on his knees, his hands became lifeless as he fell back, and closed his eyes in the end.

He passed out.

"I actually did it." A sense of victory, an excitement arose in her heart.

She pulled out the gun from his pants. It was heavy, she didn't know a thing about guns other than the fact that there was a safety. She made sure that was unlocked before she went into the hall.

Now all she had to do was pull the trigger at anyone who tried to stop her and his brain will splash on the wall.

Once again there was hope inside her, she can finally free herself. Her hand shook from the excitement.

She tiptoed down the hall and tried not to make any sound. Out of her cabin, there was a never-ending hallway, except for the light coming from the light bulbs, there was no sunlight or even a window there.

With quick speed, she ran in there, tried to find an exit. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone in the hallway before she finally reached a staircase. She quickly climbed it to the top reaching before a door.

Looking through a hole in the door she spotted two men outside of it. They were talking to each other, not noticing her presence just behind the door. Now for Regina it was time to wait, wait till those men leave, then only she would be able to come out.

She held the gun at the ready, just in case she needed to use it. She kept her eye on that hole in the door waiting for her time.

While waiting there on the staircase, she realized something. She was not alone in that place, there were nine other women just like her.

'Could I really just leave them? They would be sold to a brothel where they would constantly be raped, and then tossed aside when their bodies would become a mess.'

A thought of rescuing those women started taking place in her mind. She couldn't just leave them there, she started thinking.

Finally she made up her mind. She'll rescue them. She snuck back down the stairs and entered the hallway. There was

no one around, so she crept to a door that looked similar to her own.

When she peeped inside, she saw a woman sitting on her bed. She

looked lost, like there was no hope.

She tried the knob and was relieved when it opened. She cracked it

then waved at her.

She turned to her, her eyes narrowing in shock. She nodded for her to come to her.

She jumped on her feet, hungry for freedom. When she came close to her, she saw the gun in her hand. Instead of being afraid, she was invigorated.

"Let's get the others," Regina whispered. "Do you know where they are?"

She nodded and beckoned her to follow her. They reached a door in the hallway where another cabin was located. When they peeped through the window, they saw the rest of the eight women sitting on the cold floor, some hopelessly looking at the ceiling while some just scratching their fingers on the floor.

Regina was surprised to see them together. She had thought everyone was given their own cabin. But apart from her and the other woman, the remaining eight of them were living together in the same cabin

'Why were they all together but I was alone? Why was the other woman alone?'

The other woman walked inside, then put her finger on her lips, signaling everyone to be quiet and follow them.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Suddenly a man grabbed Regina by the shoulder and jerked her around.

The man did not see the gun in her hand. The moment, Regina felt a hand on her shoulder accompanied by a man's voice. A gunshot reverberated in the hallway. Without thinking anything she shot the man right in his stomach. He clutched his stomach, blood started oozing out of his mouth and stomach, as he fell on the floor.

When Regina shot the man, she did not hesitate. She had always thought of herself as the type of person who could never kill someone, even if her life was in danger. But that quickly changed once she was in a life-or-death situation. She didn't get time to think. She didn't have time to react. Her survival instincts kicked in and she did what she needed to survive.

"Drop the gun!" A man came running, pointing his gun at Regina, and shouted. "Now."

Another man emerged from behind him, also carrying a gun in his hand. In less than a few seconds, Regina and other girls were surrounded.

'I should have left. I shouldn't have come back.' Regina started regreeting. One of the men came near her and confiscated her gun.

Raising his gun, with full force, he smashed it on her head.

"Ahhh..." Catching her head with her hands, she screamed painfully and almost blacked out just like the last time but his time she resisted it, and not let herself fall.

Leaving her on her own, both men rounded up all the other girls and locked them in the cabin from where they had just came out after which they dragged her down the hallway. She thought she was being taken back to her cabin where she would wait for her auction.

'Why didn't I just shoot myself in the head when I had the chance?'

Her cabin came, she sighed, imagining the fate she was going to have from then on, they marched past it and kept going.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked and tried to fight their hold, but they gripped her tighter.

"Answer me." She tried to kick the one on the left but ended up hurting herself in the process. She stubbed her toe under his heavy boot and took a sharp intake of breath.

Soon she was inside a white room with a leather chair. It had footrests that opened her thighs. It was the same type of chair she used to sit in when she used to visit her gynecologist.

They moved her into the chair and held her down until all the straps were secure. Even her head was locked in place.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"The doctor is going to examine you." One of them said.

"What?" She struggled against the leather straps even though it was pointless.

"You'll see." After that, both of them walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her to wait for someone.

Moments later a doctor came in, wearing a white coat. She had never seen him before. He looked older than the other men there. He looked at her with a face of indifference.

"Who are you?" She asked.

He didn't reply.

"Where did you come from?"

Again she was met with his silence.

"Where is this place?" She asked once again.

"Does it really matter?" While pulling a pair of white gloves, he replied with indifference as if he didn't care about anything. Wearing those white gloves, he grabbed a pair of scissors and cut her pants off. Then tried to remove her panties.

She with all the strength in her body started moving her legs and arms, to free herself from those straps.

"Don't move or you'll injure yourself in those areas." Saying that he removed her panties. "Now, let's get this over with."

"Bastard, don't you dare to touch me?"

"Relax, I'm just going to check you in there. We can't sell a disease-ridden item in the auction, can we? Your buyer will also need those details, don't you think?" Now looking straight to her vagina, he asked, "Tell me, how many men you have been physical with?"

"Fuck you bastard, like hell I will tell you that."

"Okay, how about this, the more you tell me, the less I'll have to touch you." He shifted his gaze from her private areas directly to her face, "Now answer me how many?"

"I can remember four." She hated herself for answering him, but there was no other choice unless she wanted him to open up her vagina with his instruments and try to get those answers himself.

"Both? or just the front one?"

"What?!" She was shocked to hear that.

"Have you ever had anal int..."

"HELL NOOOO.." Without letting him complete his sentence, she shouted.

"Any STDs?"

"No."

"Pregnant or abortion?"

"NO." At this point, she was already irritated and shouting at him.

After that, he positioned himself right in front of her vagina. "This will only take two minutes."

"Don't you fucking dare to touch..."

Before she could even finish, he stuck two fingers inside her and felt around, checking her channel as well as her ovaries. He swabbed a Q-tip inside her and deposited it into a plastic bag. After that, he removed his gloves. "Done."