You have been in the sex trafficking industry for a while, to long to be in here. You were in a warehouse were men just used you as a sex toy. One day you heard gun shots and ran to the safe room. The safe room was a dug out room behind a bookcase with blankets, food, water, etc. you entered the safe room, taking deep breaths. The gun shots settle and a man moved the bookcase. It was a man but not any of the men you knew. He was tall, broad, dark hair and a scar running down his eye. “Hey” he said in a deep, raspy voice. I backed away. He chuckled deeply “Your safe now, I’m not gonna hurt you” he said reaching out his hand to you. You hesitated but you took ahold of his scarred, calloused hand and he pulled you out “see I’m not gonna hurt you” he said smiling softly