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quick!” The girl swallowed and switched her grip from the dead rat’s body to its tail. Even though the words were clearer now, as if the person was speaking just from behind the door at the top of the staircase, she still didn’t fully believe that they were real. But then the door opened and a sliver of light spilled into the basement. Despite the light being gray, subdued, it was in such contrast to the dark basement that she immediately shielded her face with her forearm. A shadow flickered across the narrow opening, but her eyes still hadn’t adjusted and she couldn’t make out what it was.
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hand gesturing madly for her to hurry. But sitting on the dirt floor in a pitch-black cellar for days on end had rendered urgency a foreign notion. “Hurry!” The girl was on the fourth step when she heard the front door to the estate open loudly. Both of them froze. “No,” the figure at the top of the stairs whimpered. “Daddy’s home…” The girl’s grip on
the cold. The voice. But a hand reached out and grasped her soaking hair. It was a thick hand, heavily calloused from years of hard labor. “Jump,” the man said again. But this time, he didn’t wait for her to obey. Instead, he flung her by her hair. Her legs spun madly, desperately trying to gain traction on the slick roof. But the rain was coming down even heavier now, and her barefoot only caught the edge before she went flying over it. A scream caught in her throat, and the air roared in her ears. Somehow, during her fall, she flipped around and found herself staring at
spread across her thin blue lips. But then the sky suddenly darkened and a crack of thunder ripped through serenity. The voice returned. “No, I’m not done
