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I felt sick out of my mind as I replayed the earlier exchange with the 'triplets' as I found out after the one-sided conversation with them. One-sided because I refuse to look at them, let alone talk. I will give them the silent treatment until they get tired of my bullshit and release me. I'm imaginative, I know. Even though I want them to let me go, there is some part of me that longs to be here with them. How could I feel attracted to someone who has kidnapped me? I had wished them to use me as their s*x toy. How f****d up is that? Think straight, Elsie, think straight. Get your mind out of the gutter. What can I do in this situation? How can I get out of here? I'm in this room without a window, making me claustrophobic. The room is spacious enough but still, I can feel the walls