The men who fight back are killed quickly. They’re the lucky ones. The women and children—even those who don’t try to resist—are raped. Over and over again. Some are kept for weeks, months, forced to service whoever has claimed them. I’m not going to let that happen to me. I’ll kill myself first. I have absolutely no hesitation about that conclusion. I’d rather die than be taken like that. If they get me, Travis will already be dead. He’ll fight to protect me even if it’s a losing battle. I know that for sure. If Travis is killed, I’ll have nothing left anyway.
