Bethany..
Sometime long after the Angelic Beings left, the slavers finally came to check on the women. Bethany was no longer surprised to see that none of the women with broken cell doors had attempted to flee. Her own experiences had taught her how much the slavers enjoyed tormenting the women, and then to have Demons and Angels in on it too was even more demoralizing. No wonder the women lacked spirit. Even Laurel had fallen extremely silent, nearly completely balled up with a far-away look on her face.
“Are you ok?” Bethany finally murmured to her, and Laurel slowly turned to look at Bethany with a frown. The move was so slow it was like watching a nightmare come to life.
“I uhm.. Think so..” Laurel looked around at the other women. “That was a little intense..” Laurel stated with a
