I did. Several times I tried to run. But I wasalways caught, and warned that I was only making it harder on myself;that they had ways to make sure I d...id as I was told.Chapter 2:A couple months after my abduction, the nightmare truly began. I wasdragged to an elevator, up a few floors, and out into what appeared to bea hospital wing. It was blindingly bright compared to the dim dungeon. Iwas brought into a room with an operating table in the middle andwrist/ankle straps. I began freaking out and. After a few minutes, she managed to regain herself and looked again into the wide eyes of Marie, who was staring dumbfounded at her."They aren't people, Miss. They're just ponies. They don't have jobs or families. That's just silly," she said with another giggle.Marie continued to stare at her dumbly."You mean they never get a break from the fun and games here? They never get to be people again?" No, none of us do."At those words, Marie remembered that with all the sights she had been showed,. So A left my side and sat on the bed next to R. Than we started to play again and we would either win or lose. Because it was getting boring, we decided the team that looses must drink a shot. either split it or not. All of a sudden A and R started to lose. One time A was drinking, the other time R. After a few games A started to get red and obviously tipsy. She took of her hoodie and remained in yoga pans and a tight t-shirt. T started to compliment her on her body and she enjoied every. Keith risked bluffing.“It’s the tracking phone Homeland Security has been using to follow us. Since you’ve had it, they’ve been following your trail. They’re not far behind.” Somehow his bravado did not sound so brave through his chattering teeth.“Shut up and put your pants on,” Derek snapped. Maddie helped Keith pull on pants and a sweater and then got his boots back on. At least the bags had kept his boots dry.“Derek, we have to get him out of here and get help,” she pled. “He’ll die of.