Thursday, November 14, 2013

(I want this to be a happy ending ...but the story has to take an even more ugly twist first.)

Onithe and Barry do not arrive on the small island unnoticed.  They are captured and locked away in a dark, damp dungeon.

No person shares the same cell, each one is alone ...except for the shrieks, screams, and moans.  The magnitude of those horrific sounds forever echo between the thick concrete walls ...and shake the hope and confidence of every living soul within.

From what Onithe had told Barry ...each woman and girl is repeatedly raped, while each man and boy of any age is likewise tortured and beaten.  Barry can't imagine what his wife and children must have already gone through ...his own screams piercing the darkness as he throws himself at the cold steel door.

Eventually, his voice gives out, he collapses ...and he begins to pray.


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