Pete tries to open his eyes but feels really drowsy must be something to do with banging his head the other day then getting kicked in the head. Opening his eyes slowly he realises the room is dimly lit and smells like a wet dog, he struggles to see anything. “Hello” he says quietly, hearing no reply he tries to get up. Getting to his knees he realises something is tied around his wrists, feeling them and following the rope he finds he is tied to some chain links attached to the wall. Still not really being able to see much he starts to wonder where the hell he is. “Pete is that you” he hears the female voice, it’s not Amy sounds more like Chantelle. “Who is it” says Pete hoping it’s not Chantelle because he could not face being stuck in a room with her not after what happened. “It’s Chantelle, what the hell is going on they didn’t even ask me any questions yet and I haven’t seen Tracy for about a day you been here out cold for ages I’m so scared, they hurt me Pete! They really hurt me” she starts to cry which is strange to Pete because she always seemed to be the strongest one. “What did they do? Did you see Steve? Did you see Amy???” He says with urgency in his voice! All he gets is silence…. for a long time silence just sobbing. Then suddenly “Steve was here for a bit but then they came and took him away, I never knew Amy was here! How did she get involved?” she asks with a sound in her voice like she is jealous that he has been spending time with her, “We went to Amy’s to see if she had seen you and Tracy, we were talking and they came, I’m not sure what happened to Steve but Amy was knocked out and I got kicked in the head that’s all I remember” he holds his head it feels damp and sticky, feeling round he finds a gash in the side of his head must be where they kicked him. “Well I haven’t seen her, Steve was awake when they brought him in but I think they really hurt him he couldn’t get up off the floor they had to carry him out, Pete! …………. One of them raped me!…..” she starts to cry again! Pete stands up but has to hold on to the wall to keep steady his head really feels strange almost like he has had too much to drink, he knows there is worse to come and wonders what has happened to Amy if she hasn’t been in this room what have they done to her? They already raped Chantelle. After what seems like hours the door opens and Tracy comes flying through the door from the light outside he can see that she is a bloody mess, she is crying and trying to pick herself up off the floor. The door closes and the room gets dark again. “Who …. Who’s there…? Chantelle are you still in here?” she manages to say. “Yes I’m here so is Pete what happened to you? Have you seen Steve?” she asks her. “Oh Steve …. Yeah I seen what’s left of him my god they are sick, they broke one of his legs right in front of me he screamed so loud it’s awful he is just  mess you cant even tell it’s him, they kept saying not to waste to much energy cause they have another one to do yet, they must mean you Pete” Pete feels the dread he knows that he is either going to die or be close to he jumps up and starts pulling on the rope that is tied to his wrists try to pull himself free, like a man possessed he pulls and twists he can hear the girls asking him to stop but he carries on he feels the rope burning his skin but still refuses to quit, suddenly he falls backwards the chain links have come out of the wall. “What happened” says Chantelle, “I’m free the ropes aren’t attached to wall anymore, stay quiet I’m gonna try the door” he walks over to the door and feels around it trying to find a handle, “damn it! No handle” he says quietly, but he keeps trying to find some way to open the door. “Why don’t you just run at it, it’s an old door it might break through!” Suggests Chantelle.  Pete leaves the door for a moment and walks over to the girls who are sat in the back corner of the room. “Listen you stupid self-important single minded bitch if I run at that door it will make lots of noise not to mention dislocate my shoulder so then I wont be able to run and the noise will bring them so from now on why don’t you keep your fucking mouth shut and leave the thinking to the one person in this room that hasn’t been affected by make up poisoning” he seemed different again it was like in the last few days he had gone from being easy going Pete who is a push over and easily led to this new more aggressive person. He goes back over to he door and finds the hole where the handle used to be, he sticks his little finger in the hole and try’s to turn the mechanism inside he can feel his finger twisting but carries on with a will to get out of this room be away from Chantelle, he feels the skin break it hurts like hell but he keeps turning, hearing a click he pulls and the door opens slightly “Tracy you have been out there which way do I go to get out of here?” he whispers, “turn right that will take you away from them” she replies “ well you two go first in case they come running up behind us then at least you will get out of here if they catch up” the girls get up and make their way towards the door, Pete opens the door and they run out and turn right, Pete looks out and turns left he has other ideas he wants to find Amy “where are you going” shouts Chantelle, Pete looks round to see her looking right at him, he waves them off and turns round he sees a door on his right as he gets to it he sees something come out from inside the room it’s a baseball bat……………..

Steve is slumped in a corner covered in blood as Amy is pushed in through the door she sees him and throws up all over the place. “FOR FUCKS SAKE!…. Blood is hard enough to clean up with out sick being mixed into it” says Carl, Amy starts crying  and tries to look away, Carl sits her in a chair facing towards Steve and ties her arms to the back of it. The door flies open and Dave walks in dragging Pete by is leg he is bleeding from a large gash on his forehead his eyes look bloody and his nose is all bashed up “caught this one trying to escape, the other two girls were out too but Phil and Des got them and put them back in the room” Dave drops Pete next to Steve then Carl grabs Steve’s foot “AARRGGHGHGG” Steve screams as Carl drags him across the floor and drops him heavily in another corner. Amy can’t see Steve anymore only Pete and she is so scared for him he looks dead “what are you going to do to him?” She asks, “well I’m not sure what else we can do he has been hit in the head 3 times pretty hard we have raped his girl and broke his best friends legs and practically killed him! Hmmmm Dave get the caustic and the block” Says Carl, Dave goes into another room and quickly returns with a metal bucket and a Block table which looks like it was used for a set of legs for a pasting table with straps on each end.  Both Carl and Dave each grab an arm and strap Pete to the Block to his upper body is on the block and his arms are strapped on at either side. Pete’s head starts to lift from the block and quickly he starts to shift around like he is trying to get free, Dave hits him across the back with the baseball bat. “Dave go easy man I don’t want him out cold again I want him to feel this.”  Carl crouches down in front of Pete and looks him right in the eye “You were told this would happen and you still fucked about now it’s time to feel pain.” Carl stands up and takes the caustic container and opens it. Slowly he pours a little on Pete’s hand, Pete starts to scream in pain his skin burning from the reaction of caustic mixed with sweat and blood. Amy looks away trying not to look at the horrible thing that is happening. Carl then pours some on Pete’s other hand again Pete screams in pain, breathing heavy he wishes he was dead as the pain shoots through his arms, Carl then pours some caustic up each of Pete’s arms and on his back. Pete’s screams start to die down after about 5 minutes and his body just hangs there. “I think that’s enough, Dave get the van ready time to drop our boys off” Dave leaves the room Carl looks towards Amy “So what’s your role in this little game then you don’t look like your hooked on any drugs or anything?” he asks.  “I’m their friend but I’m no druggy” she says in between sobbing. “You’re clean eh well I like clean girls so lets have some fun while Dave gets the van ready!” he starts to move towards Amy she moves her head the other way and closes her eyes, “You don’t touch her fuckbag” says Pete with anger and pain in his voice” Carl turns round and punches Pete in the face 5 or 6 times then grabs the bat and hits him in the head with it again, while this is happening Amy is screaming “NO stop it please stop it” Carl turns around and faces Amy she is crying he walks towards her a big smile on his face, Just as he is about to touch her his mobile phone rings he takes it out of his pocket “bastard” he answers it “Boss what’s up….. Yeah Dave is just getting the van ready then we are going to dump them…. What do want us to do with the girls…..? To you? ……. Yes we have had two of them was just going to have some fun with the last one……… but…..but…. ok whatever you say” he snaps is phone shut and takes a deep breath, “your lucky…. Very lucky for some reason the boss doesn’t want you touched but he wants to see you  maybe you will get lucky he likes clean girls too.